East Hampton

East Hampton love stories

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One day is the best day of your life, but would you like to know which? A poem about love and mental illness.

East Hampton

The sun set over the Hamptons that night,

A golden egg cracked into the ocean,

We napped on the beach. Goose bumps. Wrapped tight,

Warm blanket. Waves. Shared ear buds. She sang

solely for us sitting so comfortably

on the precipice of forty. If only

we had known this would be the best day,

we could have begged the dripping sun to stay

afloat but then we would have always known

the sun will never rise as high or shine

as brightly as it did. Each day a slow

erosion of the New York coastline,

degradation of the mind. Please remember—

even when I don't—our summer in September.

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