Rebecca Irvine Bilkau

Rookie (Chester, England)

Observation Of A Child

Emily sprinkles her fingers down the glass
trace-reading the drops on the other side,

‘Look, ’ she says, simple as a god, ‘rain.’
she cups her hand, and when it’s filled

with enough dry air, raises it, toasting.
‘Tomorrow, ’ she says, ‘it’ll be fine.

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