Before you knew it
we stepped through the world.
You waved your arms
you slammed on the breaks
But the clear, crisp water draws us under,
to color and birds that your screaming cloaked;
Now,
you cannot reach us,
you cannot hurt us,
and we can breathe with open lungs
great big gulps of free
air.
photo by garmonique.
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