Shimmering and sun soaked, she jumped puddles like they were acid-filled, stinging hurt awaiting her errant footfalls. Umbrella tight in hand, the rain dribbled around her edges, staining pools of spent tears with ripples of impact. Light stung at the corners of her eyes, but she moved fast to avoid it all, undistracted by the reflected beauty of the wet brick surrounding her, the history gleaming brilliantly for her pause. Too many unchecked items on the list. Too many hairs pulled out of place by the damp air. Too many faces to catch her stopping, umbrella laid as a bowl, chin tilted up in welcome to the sunkissed wet as if she were the reward at the end of the rainbow. #irispad #day13 #sept13 #jump #rain #puddles #sun #sunshower #portsmouthnh #filmnoir #wetstreets #backlight #ally #poem #poetry #writer #writing (at Hurry)