14/12/14
Today’s theme: manatees.
sarah
Underwater where it’s quiet I turn so slowly, like a planet.
Soft-shelled feet flutter by my face so fast I can’t tell whether they’ve cleaned beneath their toenails, but the chlorine should sort it out if they haven’t.
I let out a bubble and it skitters to the surface and explodes in the air, a message from me to the sky.
My eyes have red rims where the goggles dig in.
I high five the pool floor.
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