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By Melissa IngoldsbyPublished 3 years ago • Updated 3 years ago • 1 min read

is this how a sentence ends

Like a hot summer day

You plant the hose in between your imprinted hands from your bike handle riding all day long, all tangled up (no helmet on, racing neighborhood boys)

Like a snake so you try your best to unkink it

You turn on it, rickety and rusty and noisy handle

And you drink the hot water like it's Kool-Aid

Until it's a little cool

And you soak it up like a sponge

Summer can't end here

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heartbreak

About the Creator

Melissa Ingoldsby

My work:

Patheos,

Fanfic account

The Job, The Space Between Us, Green,

The Unlikely Bounty, Straight Love, The Heart Factory, The Half Paper Moon, I am Bexley and Atonement by JMS Books

Silent Bites by Eukalypto

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    Written by Melissa Ingoldsby