Rain Votes

You know you live near a small town when you walk into the polling room and you know more people in there than you don’t. Furthermore, you know you live near a small town when “the mountain counties are reporting some of their highest numbers yet for an election year” and you were voter number 264. Your friend, who voted two hours before you, was voter number 91, and it is this fact, among others both questionable and not, that you are discussing in a local coffee shop filled with even more people that you both know.

And so it is. The rain falls all day, drops like votes adding to the swell of the river. Where will today’s rain votes lead us? How far can one droplet cast itself, unfurling molecules towards the ocean of politics? How large is the ripple effect, anyway?

We hope for tidal waves of change.

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