Jarmijo

I grab my board to go get some gnarly carnage, I slide on my shiny shoes, surprised to see how hard it was raining outside. pushing along waiting for cars to pass, I hop heavily onto the hard wood. the night sky shines streaks straight towards the wet cement floor. Rain, slightly splashing on my shoes and face.

I push harder and harder, heaving my heavy body through the air. Riding along side cars on the opposite side of the street, I stay in a steady speed, equivalent to the car next to me. The car speeds up as I drift behind slowly stopping, as my wheels grind against the gridded cement. I pull off to the side and start to head home.