Heavy Pull
by Noah C.
· 05/01/2026
Published 05/01/2026 10:34
Rain pulls the air down, heavy,
like the earth is holding its breath.
A leaf peels off the branch,
drops slow—
not falling, just yielding
like something stretched too thin.
Wet and trembling,
it slips through the sky’s fingers,
a silent pull that drags the world
closer to itself,
closer to the wet pavement,
closer to the weight of everything.