Thank you for soaking my city to its roots and tinting it green. Melbourne; now soft under foot, dust darkened and washed away. Thank you for pouring your late afternoon heart out, hosing down pavements, sliding across slippery tram tracks. Your drip drip from folded umbrellas and shiny roads reflecting headlights tell us you're here to stay. You contemplate in puddles, but my boots and his scooter interrupt your flow, your precipitation meditation.
JoJo x
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