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she is summer.

she is summer.

summer always reminds me of her, the feel of line dried clean sheets, the smell of strawberry rhubarb jam being made in the kitchen along with fresh bread and fig cake with pomegranate i wait by the window for the june rains, the heat ushering in wistful memories of...
Seasons

Seasons

I rage like Summer, channeling the beast within, this heat of mine fires scorching words I need you hear my pain and feel my hurt I want you watch when these bridges burn I am a winter soul who soaks up the cold, standing alone and waiting on the coming freeze I am...
Summer of Music

Summer of Music

It was a summer of melody. You taught me how to appreciate the lyrics, how to understand the musician’s meaning. You made sure I knew about all the best concerts, and you renewed my fire for live shows and crowded venues. You showed me how to make music, how to...