It’s raining, and I walk on water.
A white microwave,
Unplugged with its door ajar,
Is blocking my path
I walk on water
A woman clings to the stem of her orange and pink umbrella, turned up like a tulip in the rain.
I walk on water
An old and grizzled man, dressed with dignity, head down and walking with care, holding a small ukulele with a golden rose intwined in its strings like a crucifix in front of his chest.
I walk on water
A young man, carries a small dog, its paw wrapped in a pink bandage, under his arm like a loaf of bread. His other arm cradles a skateboard.
I walk on water
My path takes me through the flower market, where the Venus fly traps show their teeth and it smells of bacon.
A Chinese woman greets me with a warm smile of recognition.
I walk on air.
What did you see?
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