“The sun has heated the glass…”

“The sun has heated the glass in the familiar way of late-summer Texas days. It’s a hot, prickly kiss against my sweaty forehead. It fits my mood, so I stay there, fists balled at my sides, leaning against its smudgy surface.” Lowly p.101 #lowlylola http://ow.ly/6Nq0307XnQj