22/02/2022
Summer was a long time to come. The long burning face, blushing, flaking dry, can-hot-already the weather comes. It’s May, and most days here in New York are always a matching sweater, an optional coat. And then, from time to time, a rare day grows through clouds and rain, or you spend a bush of flowering hydrangeas in front of your bodega, and – ah, yes! Summer ! It should come so early.
Summer was a long time to come. The long burning face, blushing, flaking dry, can-hot-already the weather comes.