Admit it, on some days, you feel like you are about to reach your boiling point and evaporate. Let it happen, and you will rise up in a cloud; eventually, you will cool down. And as you condense again, around memories and thoughts, words will form. They will fall swiftly, in a hurry to be heard. That’s why they call it precipitation.

My name is Bohdan Piasecki, and I am a performance poet.
WORD RAIN is my home site. Have a look around, see if there’s anything you like.

Hope you don’t mind the rain.