Caribbean Tears

The rain had just finished by dropping in a summer afternoon.
The Sun hidden behind a curtain of clouds illuminated tears falling from the sky.
The drops were expecting, dormant and immobile, silent and transparent.
The tears began to fall, leaving in their wake a passage read.
Text and photos by Alessandro Banchelli

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