NEVER GOING HOME

SUMMER IS SOME ENDLESS

EVENING IN A DISTANT LAND.

SAND DUNES AT SUNSET.

A GOLDEN HOUR THAT GOES ON FOREVER.

SLIPPING DOWN SIDE STREETS AND

STUMBLING INTO SECRET SQUARES.

DRESSES THAT DAZZLE LIKE THE

MOSAIC-TILED WALLS OF CANDLELIT CAFES.

PINK AND TURQUOISE SINKING INTO INKY BLACK.

STILL WARM AT MIDNIGHT.

HALF-AWAKE AND DREAMING.

DREAMING OF NOT GOING HOME.