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Posted: March 24th, 2005, 6:50 pm
They stand at the corner of the street. It’s hot. You can’t see the heat rise, and you can’t help but feel woozy. The pink chipped house on one side with a black family having a dance party. The kids go in the centre of the circle formed and the older folks put up their hands “Yhaa!” The say almost laughing at their children’s budding rhythm. It is summer in Halifax.
Awaked in conscience watching my feet walking along a dark path. My last memory is talking to a girl with brown hair and blue eyes. I was trying to get with her. I was combing her hair back behind her ear for her. I was smiling and so was she. I am on my way home, across the grass, across Gottengen Street. It is summer in Halifax.
I it is the same old boring house party crowed and I don’t fit and I sit in the corner and watch the beautiful girls as they go for the guys that got in the fights. I sit back. Just a verbal bad ass. Just a big talker. Rude and annoying to everyone. Summer in Halifax, and I have to go.
Awaked in conscience watching my feet walking along a dark path. My last memory is talking to a girl with brown hair and blue eyes. I was trying to get with her. I was combing her hair back behind her ear for her. I was smiling and so was she. I am on my way home, across the grass, across Gottengen Street. It is summer in Halifax.
I it is the same old boring house party crowed and I don’t fit and I sit in the corner and watch the beautiful girls as they go for the guys that got in the fights. I sit back. Just a verbal bad ass. Just a big talker. Rude and annoying to everyone. Summer in Halifax, and I have to go.
