Episode #3 – Summer, There She Is

There she is, Summer, painting her nails and drying her underthings on the line, two million stunned somnambulists on her dirty sidewalks drinking lager and lemon, tattooed boys rubbernecking and flexing their pipes wringing every minute out of the day, coffee sippers switching to iced sodas and caffeine slushes with long straws drawn to sunred mouths, flipflop sting of sweaty sandal everywhere especially on the benches dirty soles and white cuticles the moon riseth late if at all.

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