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after the heat began to swell, we’d never leave our bed open windows, curtains yawning-the incoming breeze rose goose-pimples on polka-dotted freckles lying shirtless next to me, our contours matched but gaped wide because of the heat, faded jeans cuffed just above his ankles the blinds flutter-a momentary brightening flitting over the sheets, rumpled, creased and tangled around bare limbs His breathing deepened, and I fought heavy eyelids, but after watching ants weave drunkenly up and down the windowsill, my eyelids won and I slept.
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Mar 25, 2012
Mar 25, 2012 at 2:18 PM UTC
A Momentary Brightening
after the heat began to swell, we’d never leave our bed open windows, curtains yawning-the incoming breeze rose goose-pimples on polka-dotted freckles lying shirtless next to me, our contours matched but gaped wide because of the heat, faded jeans cuffed just above his ankles the blinds flutter-a momentary brightening flitting over the sheets, rumpled, creased and tangled around bare limbs His breathing deepened, and I fought heavy eyelids, but after watching ants weave drunkenly up and down the windowsill, my eyelids won and I slept.
emily-clarke
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Mar 25, 2012
Mar 25, 2012 at 2:18 PM UTC
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