I do not like the damp.
I want to travel waterproof,
a leathery-leaved plant.
Living would breathe better
safe under anemic skies.
I wander in the wet,
unbrilliant. Canals swell
and reflect surrounding color,
self-satisfied, zaftig women
stretching. Shy rain washes
away my own musk.
© 2004 Jessica Rasile
quite ironically discovered her affinity for the written word while studying business at the University of Texas. After graduating, she settled in Boston and is now pursuing a career in publishing at Houghton Mifflin.
Refinishing old furniture and trying new recipes with spinach are two of her favorite hobbies.
