| She wears her hair undone my summer girl goes from nightgown to bathing suit and back again cares nothing for exercise but swims miles across the bay for fun. Her days are long like the Russian novels she reads on the beach. She must be  called indoors to eat. Everywhere she walks she leaves a trail of sand.   
From The Congress of Luminous Bodies (Aortic Books, 2013).Used here with the author’s permission.
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