Piker Press — Weekly Journal of Arts and Literature
April 27, 2026

Cumulonimbus

Poem, unrhymed, about the ungentle weather that results from passion.

I live inside a storm
cloud violent thundering
loud and lightning blue
and crackling the cold
rain falls on the
back of my neck
where you rest your
hand and whisper
that you love me

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