September 8, 2013

Monsoon yet holds¬†her orb and scepter: it’s been raining now for a couple afternoons, her moisture bringing crickets to give near deafening music in the evenings. House windows still open through¬†to the dawn let in the song tonight, and I sleep under a sheet til sunrise for the first time even though it is hardly what others would call cool. Towards the end of such a Summer of heat, I am made to shiver.