When I think back on this summer I can already see how she looks to me. Glasses of whiskey and cowboy boots dancing all night with Mega J to a country band, drives out to the Prospector in Long Beach and hiding in the dark corners. I already miss you.
Published by Erin Rose Belair
I am multi-genre writer specializing in travel, ad-copy, and nonfiction prose. A recent graduate with my MFA I am spending my new found time rambling around the world, practicing yoga, and searching for the best salad ever. View all posts by Erin Rose Belair