The Rain Poem by Ndrek Gjini

The Rain



The rain

And the rain came,
no one can remember when.
Here, with us,
in us,
no one knows how long it's going to stay.
Making our nights starless,
our days gray,
and us into walk-swimming fish,
through this soggy space which is rotting
everything.

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