Simple afternoon blistering in lavender shadows
book on the table eyes drifting closed as you doze
Your dreams flicker like bubbles rising in a glass
and I cling to the side a slice of lime my life preserver
It seems the ice melts more quickly as summers fly
past those other people we used to be though
the woman who sells tomales from door to door in
my neighborhood will tell you it wasn’t always this way
(c) 2018, by Hannah Six
*I took this photo in 2007, and always loved it.
Check out my old cell phone! (“Phonie”—best phone ever.)
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