adventures of a typical high school student

the cloud cover hasn't burned off 
grey skies, almost eerie white in the
distance blanketing us in the
dead heat of july

no one else is out. i've never seen
this suburban town look more 
like a desert. there were plans 
to have a bonfire, but

it's too hot already; the friction
between you and me makes
it hard not to suffocate
but no one's going to run

the air conditioning. waiting
for the clouds to burn off,
the people to come back, 
and for you and me to be 

okay again.

I hope you enjoyed this poem! I cannot believe it’s already July– time is flying! Please let me know if you have any feedback on this piece or any writing challenges you’d like me to try out in the near future. Stay safe and healthy out there.

Brooke