#1
Windy:
Flash summer storm,
The fan I’ve turned on high,
My neighbor in her gossip mode—
Hot air.
#2
Sidewalks
Could fry an egg.
Too hot to walk barefoot.
The asphalt melts beneath car wheels.
July.
#3
The sweat
Runs down my nose,
Forms currents down my back,
And plasters underwear to skin:
Heat wave.
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The Happy Wordcrafter 
Now that is hot stuff!
#3 is so true. Try wearing a back brace with those currents down your back. 😦
writing
a note for you
your cinquain’s a pleasure
treasures both please do write some more
write on
🙂
Thank you for the cinquain — and the note — and the follow.
🙂