summer seems to be invincible this time of year.
the days are long and the nights are short.
everywhere there are clothes on the line and lawns being mowed
sprinklers running, swimsuits and tan skin
flip flops and bright colors.
everything is green
so steeped and soaked in the deep green of growing
the plump green even the fire sun can't bleach
except for a few close cut patches of lawn.
everyone’s gardens are bushy and big, colorful and explosive.
hair is pulled up off the neck and hemlines and sleeves are shorter and smaller.
the wind tosses our locks into the sun and yanks them around
a shiver runs up the spine upon entering and exiting cooled buildings.
we linger outside until it’s very late and very dark
and then rise in the early and start it all over again.
summer.
it feels so invincible and so do we.
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