I know we have fairly different experiences
But I just have to share how I feel

It’s the last,
maybe second to last day of school
Summer is in the air
It’s hot but
there’s a breeze so its also feeling cool
And it feels like potential.

I have the house to myself
The excitement just begins
I can do art and I could just write
Or I could do nothing at all with no one watching
Or judging

And now: the town is my house
There’s art all around
and the breeze is a constant
Like you, in my life
Thank you for that