Wet This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.

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maybe I’ll stand in the rain today
after school, this evening
and feel that really deep kind of wet,
the sort that weighs you down
a hundred pounds

the blinding grayness will swallow me
while unthreatening little droplets slap the pavement
and sprinkle my feet with chills,
but I’ll barely notice
because I’m already drenched.

maybe I’ll stand in the street
to watch the steam rise off the rumpled pavement
and warm my bare feet,
or challenge the sky
to a game of chance.

maybe
i’ll just stay inside
and watch the storm from my dry window.

but then I would miss out on all the wonderful wet.

This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.






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