Summer - A Snap Shot

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Other  |  House: Booksie Classic

I have a body of work that I call Snap Shots, they are short pieces of writing about people I have met or known. They should give the picture of how I saw that person at that point in time.

The smell of burning charcoal, roasting hot dogs, sun tan lotion and freshly cut grass fill the air. People walk around in swim suits and flip flops, less then they really should even when it’s hot. Ice creams melting faster then they can be eaten, leaving sticky  sweet rings around children’s mouths and all over their hands, attracting insects and mothers, scrubbing them clean. Boys playing football in shorts and bare feet, kicking dust up, grass stains on bare skin. Little kids having water fights, their huge squirt guns aiming and missing. When the rare but well hone hit does occur they scream and because the water is so icy cold. The park is full of mothers and children having picnics. Skinny girls with dyed blonde hair, sleeping in the sun for hours, until their skin is red and stings to the touch.


Submitted: July 02, 2012

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