Thursday, March 25, 2004
i want to swim...i glide through the water, so clear, so warm.....i hear sounds in another language, and, i pretend i understand it. i pretend it is my original language, and i am home again.. i swish my legs through the water, and the feeling is sensual, silky. I open my mouth, and let the water rush in. I hold it, and blow it out, strong, in a stream, a rush of liquid against liquid...i flip on my back, and stare up at the edge of UpThere, a sharp linear barrier of the bouyant home i inhabit, and the footed world of sky.
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