Sunday, July 1, 2012

Heat




Heat
visible in waves coming off the street
baking my body to its core
a consuming sadness
competes for space stolen by hot hot hot
sadness
at searing summer days
making me prisoner of
cooler rooms
and dreams of yellow orange red
autumn days

2 comments:

  1. You write so beautifully! ♥

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  2. This is beautiful, Emma. I live in Southern Nevada, and can soooo relate!


    de jackson

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