The everlasting summer day no longer deserves our praise. We pictured a restful, warm reprieve but it’s now burning, uncomfortable– too hot, scary hot. Wild storms blanket the television. Grown men put their faces in city fountains. Summer these days feels too close to the coming collapse. It’s winter, from now on, I will savor.
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This is beautiful, Julie 💙