When the rain comes
I am standing in a grove
of olive. I am standing
in a place of flesh.
The bullets are already.
The danger compressed to my chest.
What I think
lacks color.
I compare.
I check.
The waiting, a seizure.
Johannesburg, December
EVE BAINBRIDGE‘s work has appeared in multiple publications, including most recently in The Dunes Review. She lives on the East Coast of the United States.