Beach Day

I checked the weather report the night before

Tomorrow it's going to be 91 degrees in Boyle Heights

The beaches are going to be in the low 80s

Beach day!

I woke up excited ready to hit the sand and the shore

Ready for the sun and its ambivalence

I pack my bag like every beach day

Something to drink, something to read and something to smoke

Swim trunks and a towel, also an old sheet

I meet with my lover who has her bag packed

Sunglasses, a two piece, sunscreen, a Physiology book and something to drink

We take the 704 Santa Monica Rapid to Santa Monica

Three hours later we arrive at Santa Monica beach

We both have to piss like crazy

The traffic on the westside is abhorrent and interminable

We rush to the bathroom then we both piss then we make our way to the sand

I take off my shoes, she takes off her sandals

All four feet hit the sand then we walk towards the ocean

We lay down the old sheet as best we can

The wind likes to interfere with perfect placement

I use my towel to let her change into her two piece

The same towel covers me into my swim trunks 

She then lays on her stomach studying Physiology or something

I use her butt as a pillow, reading The Corner or something

She opens her drink then I open mine, we make a toast

A toast to beach days and the sun and the ocean air

A toast to us and how we got here and making our way back home