And even further back!

Brown sand in my socks
and shoes.
Worth it.

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Blood red sun
skies made of smoke and loss—
I can’t breathe.

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Finally nighttime!
Noisy fans cease to the
sound of crickets.

---------- Accidentally
disturbed a tiny spider.
Now avoiding it

Finally wrote something.

Cold June rain
& disappointing peaches...
Where are my wool socks?

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Bright white Summer sun,
pink-white blackberry flowers--
no fruit yet.

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Walking downhill,
assessing neighbors' yards,
smelling their roses.

3 Versions

Dark, cold night--
in a sweater and no socks,
eating ice cream alone.

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Sad-eating ice cream 
in a sweater and no socks.
Boy, are my feet cold!

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Sad-eating ice cream 
in a sweater and no socks-- 
white noise of TV.

Small jumble of socks (9/24/14)

Small jumble of socks
piled on the comforter--
cold night air drifts in.

I bundled black socks (9/24/14)

I bundled black socks: 
the pile of faded color
depressed me.