august
a poem
1 min readAug 5, 2020
tomato leaves scent my skin
cicadas vibrate through the air
i sweat
my heartaches
september is near
i don’t want her
i have a lot of unresolved fears
sleepless nights
tomato leaves scent my skin
cicadas vibrate through the air
i sweat
my heartaches
september is near
i don’t want her
i have a lot of unresolved fears
sleepless nights