This is a section for the miscellaneous! Enjoy

There’s an ocean on my hands from the rainy window reflection, so my wrists cup and twist like they’re pulling me through wet water

eventually I made my bed

eventually the plants died

not to worry

there will be another nights sleep and

I will tend to new seeds

My father’s orchid’s bloom every year

I could be a dolphin

If my skin wasn’t my skin and it was the color grey

Shiny skin with reflections of sun, water, and endless

Singing freedom as I dance with the colors of water because the ocean is like a busy crosswalk or traffic jam, only I can jump over any car I please

An endlessness where cars are fish and the only stop light is a rock with jagged edges

But endlessness ends when it’s a ship with big nets, and so I would swim far from those

On land we leave our hearts hanging from car key rings

In the ocean your heart is a wave and the suns ray dance through its surface

I could be a dolphin if I opened my arms to the deepness with trust I would breathe underwater, with trust I would see if I opened my eyes

I would swim with my kin because I believe my sister would love to be a dolphin and if she jumped I would jump

And all you’d see from your ship was two dolphins with shiny skin in synchronization that looks like freedom

Previous
Previous

A Series on Violence