(Photo by Thomas Yang | Visual Editor)
Rain runs down
the misted windowpane,
slide, slick, slip
liquid lengthening,
water accumulating
from a drop to a drip,
bumping together,
absorbing one into the other.
Pitter-patter against the glass.
Dangerous clouds rumble
in the distance.
Lightning strikes,
but only once.
It brightens the night
like a lighthouse
with its beacon blazing.
Rain, rain, please stay.
Maggie primarily writes creative nonfiction and about student life for The Pitt News. Write to her at mmk93@pitt.edu.
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