Eveningless
Summer night
The day just runs into
The wind
And do you care
Where you were
When it rained
No
Because in summer,
Everything is an element—
Not just the weather,
But your skin,
Your lover’s skin,
Your lover.
You can’t get caught in the rain,
You can only be in it.
Run, run it
Clap hands
Big sounds
What are you
going to do now?
ah, so good. That is how I feel also these days. Last night I sat on my porch with some friends and we taught each other how to roll cigarettes with style (it is a prerequisite to becoming an adult woman). I was thinking of you, as always. Up the summer!
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