Because it only for the first time in a hundred years

Epishlok

After the Drought in California

Because it rained—
for the first time
in a hundred years—
I forgot where I was.

Drops sizzled
on the earth’s cracked tongue.
Children chased puddles,
folded boats from junk mail,
drank the elixir
straight from nature’s tap—
like it wasn’t even India.

Mirrors bloomed in gutters.
Fish swam upside down through sky.

Upashlok