Summer Shower

'Why are you eating Arthi's slime?'

-Alex to Jacob

I GOT WET.

(yes beautiful. give me the flash and the crash of a storm over brightsunny any day. i will take the blue fierce light that bursts out like so many nerve endings, neurons firing frenetically, an interconnected web of celestial superhighways. give me the rivers that flow up-down rather than the lazy slithery earthly forest creeks, and i will flow upstream until i can see the stars all around me. they always say write what you know but i say: write what you dream. i dream electric.)