Atlanta Rainstorm

The smell of iron-rich, clay soil,
the clatter of droplets on the ground and roof,
and the splash of cars driving through waterlogged streets.

I once took a bike down the street in the rain.
The slick pavement was not kind to me.
I fell and scrapped my knees.

Simply Summer in the South.

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