We come from the water
the deep ocean
runs in us all
the shoals scratch
the inside of our skin
storms wait in our blood
tsunamis in the back of our brains
our souls get pulled
into whirlpools
down into trenches
where light is a figment
of imagination
We rise
coral covered and seaweed wrapped
sometimes mermaid
often sea hag
rogues with waves of power
to succor
or drown
April 6, 2022
Tressa Lee Breen
Day 6
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