11.08.02 - 8:29 p.m.

summer feels phony without walking at dusk past
barbeques, inflatable pools, through swarms of gnats
and sweaty little boys trying to ignore porchlight morse code
that signals in flashes come in for your bath.

i am driving when i would like to be lolling in a front
yard at nighttime, telling the temperature by
crickets chirps.

1 can juice from concentrate
3 cans water
ice cube tray
toothpicks

make juice according to instructions on can.
pour it into icecube trays and position toothpicks
in the center. freeze until solid.

love
astrid