One Women Vacation

Her eyes get dull in June
That’s when she feels she loses sense of herself
And cradling the cup of coffee between her hands and chest is
The only warmth her body can feel
She takes her clothes off in the summer
And stretches out on her unmade bed
The wind blows whispers across her body
She closes her eyes and imagines herself
Somewhere else.

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