It's Still Life

The Dunes

Back then summer was
white dunes with cowlick
sprigs of crabgrass

and mounded hills of sand
scrubbed the wind.

Sand ramped across scrub
as if pulled along
on tiny toy wheels.

And with wind at your back,
you’d put down a blanket,
open your favourite book,

and expose your skin
to as much sun
as it could take in.

Back then,
that was summer.

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