Back to Electronic Sesame contents . . . . Paul Christelis . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . The spelling bee was my sole enemy til I learned of the sting reality can bring. . . . . . . . . . The sun is up. We lie by the pool.
Day grows over water and the silence.
Our bodies are burnt but our hearts are pumping. I squint into trees, you listen. We don't speak anymore. I like it this way', you almost say. And I listen. . . . . . . . . .