Shave Your Legs For Summer

A wooden pier and small wooden boat looking over the ocean. The sunset is red and colouring everything in warm red colours.

Issue Eleven • Issue Eleven Poetry • Poetry

Written by: Backstory

June 22, 2021

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by Bethany Cody

Fat tears won’t

flood the lake.

A head full of

summer memories.

She stayed at yours,

you stayed up late.

Cut your legs

with razor blades.