Moldy March is real
in Hanoi
we live in a perpetual light drizzle
like being enveloped in an invisible damp hug
cool at first, and then slowly
the wet seeping into your skin, hair, everything
and not so much fun
I imagine this is what being inside a cloud
must feel like
blurry and damp.
I am embracing this season because
as sure as day will break,
the sun will find us
and the damp will turn to unending heat
and I will become the damp sweaty cloud
in which we now live.
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