The swimming pool
By: Svetina S.
i let myself
descend down the stairs
into the water
warm as flesh.
the water rushes forward
enveloping me like silk
swallowing me whole
letting me float
here i feel free.
i breathe in the air, tinged with chlorine, damp, humid. moisture beads on my face.
and i sink
—-------------------------------------------under---------------------------------------------
the water
i hear the buzz of the radiator, muted underwater, the splash of the water on the sides of the pool. but mostly i hear nothing. silence, for once. my hair fans out, dancing in the waves, zero gravity.
when i finally get out, my fingers are pruned.
Time to return to the real world.
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