Poem: Summer Heat

A poem written about the summer heat.

Small room, one window–
Crank it to open. 

Small apartment, no AC– 
Find some way to stay cool. 

ninety degrees out, feels like 
One-hundred inside. 

But, there’s ice in the freezer,
And popsicles, too. 

Get a taste of frozen 
Kool-aid on your tongue. 

The heat is in full blast, 
But the fan works its wonders. 

And somehow, night comes–
Approaching slowly. 

But nevertheless, welcome 
As always. 

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