Coney Island in the Sun ∞

You’ve been away for a few months now. Even though I know you’re coming back soon, a sadness still gets me sometimes. I go back to the spot on the rocks where you got a mouthful of sand after falling out of one of your handstands and I tried not to drop my camera while I laughed and laughed. That spot on the beach, far enough from the amusement park to see it but not hear it, among the playing children and older couples taking in the sun, is my heaven on earth.