I will beam myself out to see the panoramic sunset that my brother sent me.
The water looks oh so inviting.
Deceptively so, it is deafeningly cold.
Now I am thinking about the food- I am salivating
Just thinking about the morsels my brother ate.
Smoked salmon? Eels? Vinegar chips?
Yesterday I sewed a new linen dress, the hottest pink of the sunset.
I'll wear it when I go whooshing Westward
In the Beam Machine.
Summer day
Summer eve
Summer dress
S'mores
Something's cooking
Wait for me
Gotta go eat!
-Rowena
August 2016
August 2016
