Floating with my dreams over the surface, I swim outside my comfort zone while trying not to cling to my teacher’s warm skin. I feel like an out-of-control freak but her patience is helping me get familiar with this less dense atmosphere.
I know a song that would steal souls, but my tune once attracted the wrong kind of fish. I used to wish I could stay in the abyss and play with beautiful lost treasures forever.
Now I won’t be helplessly washed away on the shore, I will look at the sky on a sea of hope.
Ophelia Autumn writes “to explore the multiverse.”