Abstract: August Rain


When you plan your day to avoid a blasting sun,

dust covers your legs after a short walk,

and your skin is beaten red,

You welcome Hilary with open arms and a smile.

You laugh at her dark clouds and rejoice in the return of puddles,

having not seen one since June.

I pray she gives the fire fighters a hand before she leaves.


Nik Curfman

I am a writer and artist in the early stages of my trek. I spent 20 years trying to be who I thought I needed to be, and now I am running after who I am. Fearless Grit is my space to document and share the process. 

https://fearlessgrit.com
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