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Rainy Day -- poetry by Christian Cheng


I look to the sky

and wait

a moment of silence

in anticipation of its touch

I open my mouth

as it begins to descend from the heavens

drifting gently to concrete

but it tastes bad

body sweat from clouds on a bad diet

no one ever waits for raindrops here

or gazes nervously

in anticipation

even the thirsty weeds

seem to shy away in disgust

and in weak whispers

tell me it's my fault

but I stare up to the sky

and hold out my tongue

in hopes that a drop

might taste good for once



Christian Cheng is a junior who attends high school in New York City. He is particularly keen on studying insects and reading and writing poetry.

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