# Pantoum of Flooding Entombment **by Danielle Kuntz** A river of rain runs, my shoes and socks are sopping. What a fun day. Childlike. Later, my face is wet; it is night. My shoes and socks are sopping. I peel them off to dry. Later, my face is wet; it is night, and yet my eyes stare off. I peel them off to dry— My thoughts, running rampant. And yet my eyes stare off, my mind sends messages. My thoughts, running rampant; what a fun day. Childlike. My mind sends messages: a river of rain runs.