The air here is exquisite. I have never breathed air that left me so refreshed, that cleared my head just by inhaling. My dad always says - there is no finer place than Massachusetts in the summer. He’s so right.

I remember the day you left.
Tying rocks to your ankles,
you said,
“I’m going to find a new world,
under the ocean.”

I guess you must be enjoying
yourself,
I haven’t seen you since.

- Elisabeth Pfeffer