Summer ditties

August 10, 2015 § Leave a comment

The sunshine is yellow here.

Gold paints the fences, the trees and parked cars. Shadows stretch themselves long and drag their feet with the changing of the light.

When I close my eyes, I’m a thousand miles away, far from the halting traffic, impatience and rushing bodies.

The sand is beneath me, the sound of waves on the cusp of my consciousness, and I ride the warmth like a current.

How can I be sad in this glow?



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