barefeet. longer legs two months older hanging from swings. stretched out. mid august heat and heavy rains. blackberries finally ripe picked by small fingers. reading "blueberries for Sal" over and over. deep blue skies and thick clouds. from a storybook we said. mid august swims. light streaking through the blueness. like a dream summer is. the way it comes and goes. the way towards the end of august you start to notice a few dried leaves on the ground suddenly and the smell of fall creeping in during the evening, awakening your senses to a new season.
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