Longboarding at dusk: A Poem


I’ll never forget these nights.
Cruising past
bright lights.

I never feel more alive
than in that
half light.

(Oh the magical
sing-song quality
of these
glory days.

As magnificent,
and precious
as the sparks
from a backyard bonfire.)

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