Her hair was the color of the filtered rays
of sunlight that streamed
through the trees that summer.
"Look, look under that rock"
I looked around my ankles
"Where?" Rings jumped up
at my heavy steps.
"There" her arm thin,
like the branch above my head
shot up holding another crawdad.
"How do you do that?"
"I don't know"
Her lithe steps left foot prints in the mud
and I pressed them out with my feet.
Erasing any traces we where ever together,
there on that bank
on that hot august day.
Nov 30, 2012
Nov 30, 2012 at 5:28 PM UTC
Her hair was the color of the filtered rays
of sunlight that streamed
through the trees that summer.
"Look, look under that rock"
I looked around my ankles
"Where?" Rings jumped up
at my heavy steps.
"There" her arm thin,
like the branch above my head
shot up holding another crawdad.
"How do you do that?"
"I don't know"
Her lithe steps left foot prints in the mud
and I pressed them out with my feet.
Erasing any traces we where ever together,
there on that bank
on that hot august day.