One summer in Dayton,
we spent it in her sister's house
I was killing time before starting grad school
she was working nights at a local bar
Mornings were basically afternoons-
we rarely fell out of bed before noon
I remember the hallway to the kitchen
small squares of afternoon light shone on hardwood floors
half a dozen odd shapes
from several West facing windows
they moved across the house as the afternoon
shuffled across the yard
I told myself I would take a picture so I could remember the images
it was one of several promises I broke