What Summer Means?

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Hazy, warm, bright days
Bonfires on the beach in the red sunset, shadows casting onto the waves
Bees buzz about, creating a familiar hum
Crickets chirp at night
Rays of sunlight blind me
Honestly idk how to write poetry about summer bc I have the skin tone of a napkin so I can't go out in the sun (I legit can't) and I have thalassaphobia and ammophobia (beach=big no no). So ig here's a rant about summer. God I FUCKING HATE MOSQUITOES. It's like every time I go outside for even a second THERE ARE MOSQUITOES. It could be day, it could be night. ITS LIKE THE MOTHERFUCKERS NEVER SLEEP. Matter of fact, Soon I'll never sleep, considering I'll have itchy bites all over my body. Speaking of mosquitoes, don't even get me started on mosquito hawks. GOD I FUCKING HATE THOSE THINGS. Creepy ass fuckers. I also fucking. Hate. Grasshoppers. God I hate their shitty little green faces and their creepy ass black eyes. I mean crickets are fine, but hun, you have absolutely NO FUCKING BUSINESS BEING THAT FUCKING HUGE. It's like I can feel the grasshoppers watching me while I type this. Like, imaging if you saw a horsefly the size of a FUCKING HAMSTER. Yeah. The other day, a grasshopper got in the house. I forgot to take my anxiety meds that day, so it was extra fucking scary. I had to wait 30 mins for my mom to get home and kill it. And you can't just step on the little shits. That's like stepping on a small rodent. AND THEY FUCKING JUMP THEY FUCKING JUMP. WHY. AND THEIR SCARY ASS LEGS AND SHIT OH MY GOD. These motherfuckers tend to swarm my area during summer. I have a clear memory of when I was in 4th grade at a summer camp, I was using the bathroom, and someone called over the stall door "I saw a big green bug in there earlier FYI" or something like that. There were some weird small green fly things that regularly sat on the bathroom walls, so I was like "yeah I think I see it" but then when I looked up THERE WAS A FUCKING GRASSHOPPER STANDING ON TOP OF THE STALL DOOR STARING AT ME. WHAT IF IT JUMPED? WHAT IF IT FLEW? God I don't remember if I screamed or not, but I was certainly fucking terrified. I've been scared of grasshoppers ever since. Most of this rant is about bugs, so let's move onto the heat. Again, I'm paler than Dracula, so I can't be out in the sun for too long, even with sunscreen. This means I can, like, never go outside. Also, where I live, it gets to 80 degrees Fahrenheit in JANUARY. July is a whole other story. So. Damn. Hot. I feel like I'm melting tbh. All of my clothes smell like shit at the end of the day too. I wish I lived in Seattle.

If u made it this far, damn. You must hate summer. Idk comment ur worst favorite part of summer so I can make a p2.

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⏰ Last updated: Feb 03, 2020 ⏰

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