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It’s Raining Outside

By Quentin Norris

It’s raining outside

Can you hear it?

It’s been quietly drizzling for years

But my ears have finally heard its call

What started as a few drops

Has now become a steady pitter-patter

On this tin roof

Rusted over by time

That pitter pitter-patter

Became an outright downpour of water

Now it’s finally a monsoon

Not showing any signs of stopping

The ground outside is all muddied up

And the water level is rising, still

Up past the doorstep

Over the windows

This whole place is underwater

How can you still not see?

It’s raining outside

Are you going to let it in?

If you open up those doors

We will all surely drown

These doors will swing wide

And turn into broken floodgates

Frothing waves will pour inside this establishment

And it will fill every inch and every corner of this old wooden house

Nothing will be left untouched

Everything will be swept away

Including you, even I

What would happen

If you opened that door?

And let all that water you’ve been trying to ignore

Inside our house?

The water lifts you

With invisible hands

Pour into your mouth

And fill every organ

Every vein of blood

Until you are consumed by this typhoon

I’m still feeling thirsty

Can you hear that?

Do you hear that?

It’s a faint little drip, drip, drip

From the cracks of the roof

The structure can’t take much more

The water outside is getting too heavy

Are you going to let it in?

It’s raining outside

Can you hear it?