RAY

With the ringing of the crickets and cicadas rising out of the suburbs and through the trees, we listened to the first sounds of summer. The air was chilly at first as the purple sky faded into the deepest blue, but as we glided on our longboards across the asphalt, my face turned warm.
Arms outstretched, the sound of my friends on the ramps across the tree shadowed grass while the lights from the highway burned red in the distance, I screamed, to no one but the infinite night - I FEEL FREE.

-RAY

[All photos by me]