It smells hot --
like decomposing dirt tucked under steaming mulch.
Tropical condensation dripping from
hibiscus leaves --
The kind if hot that sticks to your skin and feels like
liquid sun; salty, sandy, ocean hot.
--
This morning I woke up to the sound of the Atlantic coming through my balcony door and I got up to look out at the sun rising over the water. I don't think I'm coming home.
Bss,
Marybeth
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