If the world Is a July moon, and overspills orange slices of sun. I’d take a picture and give it to you. (July 4th, I took the picture)
Tag: summer
June
I drive in the dim lights at night cloud of droplets hover in the high beam lights, on a June night. Stretch my arm outside the window feel the dampness between my fingers, as coconut scent gives way to the beach. Summer (picture credit, Pexels)
end of summer
there is a mist of summer dew where I double park in a jeep. the salt water smell exposes the air. faded lines are against the concrete parking lot, where i find someone seated on an orange folded towel, waiting in their parking spot/ as if it is the end of summer/ some kind of…
Holli Terrell-Cavalluzzi 