Late Spring

Facebook keeps reminding me
of how nice it was last year
like a clingy ex dragging out
our old photos:
“Look how happy we were”
“Look at the trees!”
“Look at how green the grass is!”

And now I’m huddled under awnings
and hiding from the rain
with pale skin and soaked feet
wondering what I did to piss off
Mother Nature so much.

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