silly little girls

Granny couldn’t stand for us

to be stuck up in the house

under her feet was where

we wanted to be

box fan in the corner

blowing summer heat around us

“Out, Outside”

she’d shout

and we’d tumble out the house

and off the porch

all arms and legs and not much else

gangly and brown with summer

we’d run a wire out the window

playing the record player

over and over

and teach ourselves to dance

under a shade tree

next to the house

sheets snapped crisp

in the summer breeze

you could smell the green

of summer in them

and end each day

catching lighting bugs

in a jar


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