Entries tagged with “Rain”
"she will fall for miles. / land on your face, / your shoulders, / your hands"
“And love, just like rain, is all around us.”
The poems and prose in Amanda Torroni's new book, Stargazing at Noon, unfold in moon phases, beginning with a fullness, then purging. This poem, Weathervanes & Paper Planes, is from the gibbous phase.