We step out into the always rain and feel the droplets patter all around.
This rain is irresistible.
Tumbling across our cheeks, watering our eyes, caressing the corner of our lip,
It drums a gentle rhythm on our face.
Plicking and popping on our waxy shell,
Our breaths shorten as we wait for the seep to meet our skin.
The rain soaks in, soaks us to our core.
We are the rain. The rain is us.
The rain never stops and neither will we.
- Poem by Davin Gaffney.
- Video by IOWEYOUTH