upside-down time

the days are so hot that only nights remain to be immersed in the translation.

i wake up at mid-day, and go to sleep at 7 a.m., and type, type endlessly, to the music of the nightly city.

under the scattered clouds that traverse the sky, and bring no rain.

the tomato plant i did not throw out, is starting to blossom.

this is a very upside-down summer.

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