June 28th 2016


Thunderstorms have threatened all afternoon. While my daughters and I stacked wood, the rumbling made the leaves a little blacker. That was several hours ago and, for all that, the lightning bugs are out and the stars are on their way.
····late evening thunder—lightning
The humidity is a blue and purple gauze. Every creature walks through it in a sort of slumber—cows, horses, and even the crow perched on the somber limb.
····into the cracks of the burning soil—June’s
Even so, I’ve enjoyed the warmth of other nights like these. The day’s warmth remains. Only a blanket is needed for warmth, and nothing else besides. Skin against skin.
····kissing by the light of the summering
235 June 28th 2016 | bottlecap

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