October 28, 2008 at 5:28 am (Uncategorized) (, , , )


i fall in love in summer

heat; with sweat-slicked skin,

with salty breath.  this is my

downfall, my summer lust,

and by dusty gas pumps

i relish in the worn back

pockets of faded denim, the

sun-silvered jeans of boys

left to laze. i am in my

weakest months.

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