
Phoenix has been experiencing the coolest, wettest summer in recent history. And it’s bringing back nostalgia for my childhood.
as children we ran through the vacant dirt lot
Maples Were Never Meant for The Desert — existential ergonomics
daring one another to taunt the oversized cactus
and bite into the tartness of its swelling purple fruit
in august we watched lightning sprawl across the bay window
though most afternoons, cotton ball dragons filled the sky
until we shoved the day’s treasures in our pockets and ran home […]