Oh summer, is it fair

That during your reign, we hibernate

Shielding ourselves from the giant fireball in the sky

Only getting hotter, your kryptonite-like power

 

Thighs sticking together

Then sticking to everything else

Wondering if we peed the bed or if it's just sweat

You make all things moist

 

Forcing us to chill red wine

Remove body hair

Wear shorts

It must be summer seasonal disorder

 

Mosquitoes

Fuck those things

And ticks

Fuck those things too

 

Wildfires, wildfires

The apocalypse outside

Too many nipples that aren't ours

Sunburn all over your body, not just your face

 

No

fucking

skiing

Need I say more

 

~ Written by Jen Gurecki, in her underwear on a hot summer day in Reno, sweat on her upper brow and other places no one needs to know about