A Gen Z Experience
i’m looking out the window
at the rain draping from the sky,
the strands weaving into
this sheer rippling curtain.
I know rain is just water
But right now I believe it could be
I want to run into it
be soaked in it
be a part of the magic.
but it’s cold and
I should tune into a zoom lecture about the heart
and how it breaks apart. also
it would be inconvenient
to get my clothes wet,
and indecent to go without clothes.
and maybe the idea of it is enough,
and I will just sit here and watch
someone else dance in the rain,
imagining the sting as each droplet forms on my skin.
I would probably do it, if
only you were here with me.
While convincing you, I’d
the rain has stopped falling now.