And suddenly it was July the sidewalk was cracking under the sun’s weight popsicle juice dried in sticky lines cicadas buzzed in the oaks loud and endlessly the unlocatable radio played one of the less popular Bon Jovi songs clothes stiffened on the line jeans pairs danced very subtly like method actors cosplaying clowns a child was running with a lid-less jar in hopes for catching the fireflies but the light did not dim by then the nearly empty fridge gave a whir that only a friend over the phone noticed a beer bottle sweated on the shelf the window inhaled a rare mix of charcoal smoke and bug spray a sprinkler clicked on dry grass and the year leaned forward already biased towards August



















