Camp Postcard
July 26, 1989
The lake glitters in northern sun. Your head above the wave, you reach the island. Yes, I didn't get your letter. No, I can't guess what you're doing. I imagine this instead.
The lake glitters in northern sun. Your head above the wave, you reach the island. Yes, I didn't get your letter. No, I can't guess what you're doing. I imagine this instead.