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

Rain Walker

"...Bathed in salt rain you will find me..."

Rain Walker

And I walk in the rain
for hours
night or day

In murky darkness
I come bearing

toads and worms.
I walk

and walk.
I do not rest.
I do not stop.

Bathed in salt rain
you will find me.

The scorpion sun
will nibble on my wet

feet and ankles.
I will not scream
night or day.






Article © Luis Cuauhtemoc Berriozabal. All rights reserved.
Published in the October 19, 2020 issue .
Image(s) are public domain.
More by Luis Cuauhtemoc Berriozabal → More poetry → Full issue →
Share: 𝕏 f
Reader Comments
0 Reader Comments
Leave a Comment






All comments are moderated.
Commenting policy