Air Conditioning — Jasper Kerkau

Jasper Kerkau

The Writings of Jasper Kerkau

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Air Conditioning

The fickle face of spring,
smothered in the acrid sensation of summer—
which by definition has yet to begin. I begin the slow ascent
to normal. My legs ache and burn down long hallways.
Breath alludes, breaking me at the middle; my eyes affixed on the shiny, cold ceramic.

Summer is the destroyer.
It crushes young introverts, who seethed at
pool parties and find the sun to be loathsome;
I discover that little changes: I still hate the laughter and humid sun-rays.
A dark room beckons me; the soft hum of air-conditioning is a beautiful idiosyncratic song.

Jasper Kerkau

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Author: Kindra M. Austin

Author of fiction, poetry, and very sweary social commentary. Editor and writer for Sudden Denouement, Whisper and the Roar, and Blood Into Ink. Founding member of Indie Blu(e).

One thought on “Air Conditioning — Jasper Kerkau”

  1. As an almost constant sufferer of migraines, I can relate to this desire to be in the darkness. And my shy, introverted, and observant behavior tends to make me more of an outcast. So this piece further resonates with me. Thank you for sharing this with us.

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