feeling without touching,
my thoughts dress you with graces
and thus you live within me.
I lay myself willingly at the foot of it, like so many times before, meeting the unforgiving wave. I shut my eyes tightly hoping the shock won't force them open, hoping the darkness will comfort me.
It towers above just before crashing into me, penetrating my skin. I brace myself as it lifts my legs and pulls at my hair. I try to hold back from screaming; no one would hear me anyway. I can smell the salty air, like sweat. It pushes me back and forth and I try to keep my body limp, to let it flow aimlessly with the current. I try not to think; it will soon pass and I will not have to follow it. Finally, after what seems like an eternity of turbulence, it wraps around me and relaxes to doze peacefully.
I am finally alone. I drift in this damp sheet and tell myself I will not cry this time.
Text by Maggie Kacer