Slipping Under
I feel like I can't ever breathe. I have this desperate desire to rip open my chest so air can reach my lungs again. It's like I'm drowning. Like I never learned how to swim in the kiddie pool and suddenly I'm in a lake. But I like everything about the lake. I like the water and the fish and the sand and the plants. Until the water stings my eyes and fills my lungs. Until the fish bite at my feet, and the plants trap me down, and the sand provides no purchase at thirty feet below me. I thought I could swim without a life jacket. Until I started to drown.











