It’s almost 3am, and yet 28 degrees Celsius, and with the humidity it feels like 36 (which, for you strange folks using Farenheit, is about 82.4 and 96.8 degrees, respectively). Can’t sleep; too hot and sticky. Bleh. I kind of miss winter.
Maybe it’s time to have a quick icy shower?
the shimmering heat
rises from my dark pavement
night brings no relief
© Bridget Noonan, 2011.