Summer

a quiet campus
many friends
night air on my blades
a frustrating blue ball
chewing of ice cubes
collectively
road trip spontaneity
first names only
except for the Jasons
new faces along the way
scrapes and bruises
but i don't care
silliness at COs
deep discussions into the night
singleness and its consequences
and for once it doesn't bother me

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