Summer. I miss the sun.
The heat.
The sweat.
The air conditioners.
Walking the dog down Gratiot Avenue Cutoffs
Tank tops
Sun GlassesFireworks
Midnight prank calls to kids who knew it was us.
Hours of ranting and complaining about precious boys boys boys.
The sweet sticky Mountain Dew kisses
In small, secluded, dimly-lit spaces between fences and brick walls of
our abandoned middle school.
Dreaming quietly through all hours of the day
Long, sleepless nights
Sun block
Flip flops
Bathing suits
Water
Dancing in Summer stormsWriting in Summer storms
Watching the ink drip wet down my final page of priceless poetry.
Daisy chainsMade from simple, stolen flowers
From the gardens of friends, enemies, society, unknowns.
HateLove
Indifference
Art
Cell Phone
Build-A-BearSplash
2010....
..2011 Summer.
One more semester.
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