We are having a blistering week in my neck of the woods, which inspired this piece-
Juicy sweat trickles down my back, the Undulating fan, noisy, weakly blows Lethargic gusts of dazed and drugged humidity in Yellow-crusted corneas, blinded by desert dust Steamy, simmering hot Santa Ana air, dragon's breath mirage, melting Unrelenting internal inferno No relief for the next week, then August arrives. 7/24/18 Any poem from July 2018 Sponsor Dear Heart aka Broken Wings
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