April 2009
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Reflections from a pool of water
The air conditioning being broken in my apartment, I took the leave of the heat this afternoon to go to my parents house. I sat in the pool, trying to purge my body of the memory of a 93 degree apartment. Submerged to just below my nose, I watched as the air leaving my nostrils made a thousand tiny ripples, which were quickly consumed by the stillness of the water around it. Had they been joined...