Rainbow Road

the rain comes on suddenly,

too sudden.

they are unprepared, their hoods from their hoodies

are all they have, their

 umbrellas are forgotten at home, they are

 unfamiliar with michigan weather,

where the saying goes 

“if you don’t like the weather,

wait ten minutes.” 

they realize this soon but

not soon enough.

the water that the drain rejected has seeped

into their converse, their nike air force ones, their checkered vans,

 cleaning the once-white soles but 

leaving them damp,

uncomfortable.

their solution for this is coffee 

like it is for many of their problems,

cold, iced tea, contrasting with the weather,

whisked in their hands, flurrying away. 

the sidewalks get their dose of cleaning, from 

shoes that walk miles upon it every day,

the leaves lose their crunch, and instead

shine brightly on the pavement,

like walking on rainbow road

from mario kart.

a topic of conversation,

rain is.

all day long, 

coats are thrown off, umbrellas shaken at doorsteps, 

they say “it’s pouring out there!” 

and they have this same conversation every time it rains,

their shoes always get wet, 

they always get coffee,

they always walk on rainbow road,

they go through this every time it rains,

and yet their love for it 

never wavers. 

Aina

Hi there! My name is Aina and I'm a student at the University of Michigan. While I plan to major in Computer Science/Engineering, the arts have always been a huge passion of mine. I'll be contributing my poetry to arts, ink, which I couldn't be happier doing. I enjoy pretty much all realms of writing and often find myself writing poetry in the notes app on my phone (amongst shopping lists, to-do's, and passwords). I've lived in Michigan all my life and find it so cool how there's a whole different world in a place I've known. When I'm not writing poetry, you'll probably find me doodling away in the margins of my math notebook. I hope you enjoy all I have to contribute!

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