With my childhood powers, I could stop the rain
Why did growing up mean losing them?
Because we’re into our third storm in as many weeks
And one of those was “the worst in a decade”
And my garden is still flooded
And my plants can’t breathe
And I’m melting, I’m
mellllting….

The kids also hate all this wet and wind. They wake at night and come crying downstairs and curl up like little puppies
And our bed is barely big enough for me alone, let alone
The Whole Damn D-Man Family.