the downside of summer

Lungs, coddled by gulps of air. Hearts, swollen, filled to the brim. For a moment, the beautiful state of as-is seemed to stay forever.

Seasons change as the sun rises earlier and sets much later. The air grows heavier, the spring vaporizing, leaving lungs gasping, hearts running dry. The only thing keeping them alive is knowing that they expand and contract, and beat for each other, in a rhythm only they understand.


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16 thoughts on “the downside of summer”

    1. I like that. An upside to downside, in a way. Your conclusion is not sad, I don’t think, let alone frozen. But is it getting colder where you are?

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    1. How far north will you be flying? As I remember it, winter Down Under has always been beautiful. Safe flight, though, wherever you’re heading. ☺️


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