milking the cow

she knocks a glass
over and it begins to rain.
just like that.
the clouds are crying
she says, over spilled
milk. not really you
tell her. we call it rain
around here. and
the grocery store
has lots of  milk. we don't
manully have to go
the barn and milk
cows in this part of
the country. you're
not from around here
are you. nope, she
says. i live in maryland.
oh, you say, well
that explains everything.