Christine Ramirez RAINFALL Crystalline tears like light rainfall on my lips the scent of jasmine sweet pungent filling the air between you and me UNTITLED inspired by “ish” Angels with filthy hair and wings that span a thousand points of light pushing street corner altars offering shelter against the deep bluenight breathing inside of you and breathing. under a thousand lost stars of memory and hope a feeling beyond remembrance more knowing, a thin layer of you and nothing more.