To run at the day’s
peak, zig-zagging
across sidewalks,
seeking shelter
in the heat.
“Your writing locks me up.” but
“Yours sets me free.” I move like his words
are a force forward propelling my sundrenched feet.
To run at the day’s
peak, zig-zagging
across sidewalks,
seeking shelter
in the heat.
“Your writing locks me up.” but
“Yours sets me free.” I move like his words
are a force forward propelling my sundrenched feet.