On Touch

Love on Hot Summer Nights

Part two of a four-part series about…touch?

It was too hot for human touch and yet it was human touch that we craved to deal with every form of loneliness brought on by the forces which have combined to make it too hot to touch. It was a time of emotional ouroboros

The only way to make it to the ocean was to drive so we drove, through Brownsville, East New York and New Lots and Carnarsie, all the way out to the Belt Parkway, across the channel, over the bridge, toward the end.



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