Swimming

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I miss swimming

I miss floating between sky

Below sky


I miss a still mind

I miss the warm water seeping into muscle and bone

I miss the ease, the closeness of sleep

I miss living inside a perfect moment


Untouched

By time and world

Unworried

Content

Unbroken

My true self

Truly living

Seen


Now the water becomes a trial

Tests me

I expose

A falsehood

A twisted disguise

The mask beneath my clothes

Watch them watch me

Shrink as I am seen unseen



Anika McMillian (they/them)