Torrent

I want it to rain again. I want it to rain like it did when I first moved out here, day after day of drizzle or downpour or storm or just plain rain. Pacifica falling into the ocean. I would lie awake at night and listen to the rain on the corrugated metal roof of the carport. I would sit in a cafe and watch the rain fall for hours as I sipped a coffee and tried to keep warm. Now we just get teased. I drive through the mist and fog, thinking about the rain that hasn't returned.