She wanted it to rain.

She wanted to lie outside in the cool green grass under heavy, bucketing rain.

She wanted to wash away best impressions off her toenails.

She wanted to writhe against the manicured edges of lawn, exfoliating suburbia from her pores.

She wanted rain clouds to hide her from fake smiles and obligatory invites.

She just wanted to lie,

drenched and entrenched,

in a puddle of her own expectations.


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