first one.
it should be suuuper sloooww. with tons of tongue,
right? i mean. a romantic one. so
simmer down.
take it easy. dive feet first into the
kiddie portion of the pool. don’t sweat. oh, already wet. she
is her very own brand of swim. oop, there she goes, up the 8 ft. pool
side ladder, emerging like lava from the deep end.
she who’ll stand you up at saturday’s camp-end dance.
