sickly, stagnant
Thumb-sized bruises—from griping too hard—pepper my inner thighs.
it’s swimsuit season
and my awkward legs are decorated with scars.
steamy, sticky summer
Liquid courage and xannax pulse through my veins,
my heart will still
my lungs will accept air.
sun sets summer
Car seat patterns momentarily join the bruises on the backs of my thighs.
my awkward legs sprawled in either direction as fingers find themselves fit to the bruises.
in the summer of my life
where i seem to be immeasurably happy
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Carolina Gutfreund is an aspiring writer with a few publications and has been previous- ly published by Thread Magazine, The USF honors college, and The Library of Congress. She is studying the fields of English and Environmental Science and wants to work in the conservation felid and further her writing about nature.