"When you are gripping, there is tension"

a weekly breathe question

Summer is the time when night bleeds into day, bleeds into night, and weekdays become unbound. Laundry topples into the hallway outside of our laundry room and bathing suits drip-drip-drip from their hook into a puddle on the bathroom floor. Oh, the noises of summer, the movement of summer …

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