Friday, April 17, 2015

Humidity

Steamy subway platforms
dewy windows
Air so thick
you can chew it
Ah yes, I remember you...

Humidity.

We prayed for summer
for tank tops and tans
thinking Vitamin D
would wash away the blues
but we forgot...

Humidity.

Breathing through water
mascara sliding down sticky skin
tempers flaring
and pungent smells of remnants
left by carelessness.

Humidity.

Why the fuck did I straighten my hair today?

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