Fingers Inside in a Maine Lake House, Summer Morning
Maine lake house · morning
The Maine lake house at seven in the morning, everyone else still asleep in their rooms down the hall — I slide my fingers inside myself in the narrow guest bed and think about the summer I was...
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The lake is the same color it has always been. That pale grey-green of early summer morning, before the light gets around to committing to anything. I can see it through the window from the guest bed — the same window, the same warped wooden frame, the same...