Heat against my skin
Makes it hard to breathe.
I choke on the laughter that is inside me and surrounds me.
We dare each other to jump
Into
the
water
Summer dresses sticky with sweat and sunscreen.
Full of promise and hopefulness,
Feet dirty with sand that the waves cannot clean,
and it slips past me like a thief, impossible to catch.
The last remains of summer cling to flip flops casually tossed
into the back of the closet,
praying for summer nights
while the snow blows outside.
-Anna Norris, freshman
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