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By scqueen Date: 2001 Aug 11 Comment on this Work [[2001.08.11.20.38.22195]] |
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...is the apparent path of the sun among the stars; the intersection plane of the earth's solar orbit with the celestial sphere. The constellations of the zodiac lie along it. In summer, the sun's path is longest and so are the days... Under paper-thin eyelids, my color burns from hazel to amythest. Shiftless, I rock the heat away in a wicker chair, back and forth back and forth until the ice cube I am sucking on trickles down my chin into my navel. There is no breeze among the mimosas and the pink blooms droop like the corsage of a forgotten prom date. I imagine I am a mermaid deep in blue water, the cool pool of melted ice becomes a glittering jewel and I swim to you, shimmering with an aura of a woman in love - until something is biting... my toe? I open my eyes to see you tugging at my foot. You ask if I was dreaming... ...I say, "No, just crazy from the heat". In summer, the sun's path is longest and so are the days. |