Somethings Are Real
I was told not to look for gasps but what of the gasps, themselves? gasps of breath get the Night Air into your lungs, just the one thing you’ve always done the summers of my childhood: run and run and run I was swinging on a swing I ran to tonight. I know you might not believe it, in fact, you shouldn’t, but I had a front-row seat to the Moon. I was sitting across…