Outside-in-the-Middles (the continuing adventures)

 

It was probably the chronic sunburn

but surfing the glass off

was always like surfing in a bathtub

a salty one

filled with dozens

of my closest friends...

the wind would quit

the wave faces

would become

sheet glass

and we would all

see how long

we could stare

into the sunset after glow

and still see

the sets coming