let it pour

By Sarah Amoros’ Ferguson (’23)

it is pouring

but by the time
i get out

the rain will
have gotten
tired of waiting

it will think
i meant what
i said

when i was seven
chanting
that
the it go
away
and come back

another day

dear rain,

forgive little me for
wishing you away when the storms came
now that i am older
i can only hope you will stay
to wash my pains away