Summer

Summer

Graphic by Virginia Suardi

Harper Dunn

In the beginning,

Parched grass transitioned into a vibrant spread,

Sunbeams glistening on our warm shoulders,

Whimsically gliding through the carnival of life,

 

But inside the rain was gushing,

Seeping through every crevice of our bodies

 

Unprecedented, apparently

“It was so unexpected”

They said things would get better,

Soon enough

 

But when?

We stood in line all night at the ferris wheel,

Our hearts beating, waiting to race with thrill,

For that one moment of relief, of glory

 

But they said it wasn’t our turn,

Life is never our turn,

Anymore

 

Live in the moment, please

Make the most while you’re still young,

Still able to have a happy life,

Because no else is happy 

 

The shadow, looming above our heads

Enters our scalps and sucks up

All the opportunity for any spontaneity 

 

So we sit in boxes,

Cages of glass just fearing the next day,

The next moment, second, it’s exhausting

 

And there are distractions,

To grip our brittle fingers and yank us 

Away from the reality,

But those are just another version,

Of the darkness

 

So I have realized,

After nights alone in the glass cage, pondering

That the trap is not just the walls of the city,

It is deep inside of our souls,

The shadow, looming

Ready to snatch us away.