Sticky.

The two sat in the grass, despite the itch it brought upon. An orange hue from the summer sun tinted the space around them. The air was heavy; a sticky kind of heat. Sweat stained their brown skin, slicked their curls to their faces. Cicadas and crickets initiated their symphony and filled the silence that fell between the two.

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4 responses to “Sticky.”

  1. this was so good!! it was so vivid, i could see everything in my head perfectly💕

    Like

  2. I’m not a reader per say but these words captivated me, I wanted to read more, there’s some kinda clean sexy poetry in your expression, I’m impressed

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  3. I felt present. Well done!

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