Anger

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All the anger of a lifetime has unleashed itself in him.
It is a living hell of fire and fury.
The experts are trying to find the right medication to calm him down.
They haven’t found it yet.

We are wearing capes and wellies in the rain. His face is like a window in a house. His eyelashes are wet and there is a drop of water hanging from his nose.
“You look like a gnome in a tree hole.”
“I can hear the rain on my roof.”
His eyes look up and the drop of water falls from his nose.
“I’m going to visit you.”
“Alright.”
“Knock, knock?”
“Who’s there?”
“It’s me. Can I come in?”
His hand in mine feels rough and dry. We are walking close together to prevent leaking into our nest.
It’s a long way to school in the rain.