I no longer fear the future.
.
I have found it here, in this pool.
An antidote of blue and turquoise.
.
My hands effortlessly part still water.
Like reams of silk rippling back across my skin
Into time and space,
The past and forever.
.
For I am gigantic,
Cutting silver with my lean bones.
I have arrived home.
.
And as the sun dips and bleeds
My reflection darkens on the surface,
.
It is only myself that I see staring back from the deep.
About the Creator
Eve Hill
Eve’s work is confessional, intimate, and unafraid of exposure. Anchored in real recollection, she writes about moments that unmake us. Through raw testimony, she unpicks the delirium and aftermath of loving, losing, and surviving yourself.
If You Love Me, You'll Do It
I met Jason when I was five years old. I could say that I loved him from the moment I saw him. He was so handsome to me and I felt in awe by his presence. When they introduced him as the new kid in school, I wanted to be his friend right away. I remember it like it was yesterday. I remember his smile and how he didn't seem shy. He appeared confident and ready to learn. I waved at him and said "hello," before anyone else could even say a word. He sat next to me, and I asked him if he wanted to be friends. He looked so happy as he said, "Yes!"
By Sidney Smith (Sid Smith)7 days ago in Fiction
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