THESE WEATHERS By Afric McGlinchey
clouds stalk like cloaks; who wouldn’t approach with caution? narcissistic rain watches its reflection drizzling the sea like icing sugar over a sponge cake: white and poor, variable, moderate, occasionally thundery spilling, and easing and falling and drenching; you grab at bollards as a one-size-fits-all gale slams shut on reflection, over and over
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