Summer

by Catherine Jackson

Summer is a lime-green rivulet of sno-cone

running down your arm.

It is hay in your hair,

and rocks

in your bicycle tires.

Summer settles down

on you

in carotene red and

rusted pink

of a sunset in July,

and scurries off to the

flurry

of orphan color on the sidewalk.

Illustrated by Chris Diener