Mimicking the writing device used by Morrison on page 70

It was a day so blistering that you could crack an egg open and scramble it on the sidewalk, a day so blistering that two scoops of vanilla ice-cream in a sugar cone melted after the first lick and made the children's hands wet and sticky, a day so horribly blistering that the black pavement glistened and sparkled like starts in a black sky, a day for spraying your neighbors with the freezing cold water from the hose, so blistering that it was a perfect day for chilled, sweet watermelon and frozen grapes.