Monday, 15 October 2012

198. White Hot Sand

The hot sand nips at my toes and heels,
burns up through the soles of my feet,
makes me remember the time as a child
the pavement turned my soles to blisters,
large, bulbous, and so overwhelmingly painful
that my body still remembers the unceasing agony
a dozen years later when the sand heats my feet.

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