I didn’t care about where the walks would take me
as long as I didn’t have to breathe
as long as my dress could anchor me down
into the water where my secrets dance
with hydrophytes my scars are translucent here
and my hair buoyant and clean
where bodies go to be with the ones they loved
I carry with me bones and teeth
I carry with me food and tongue
But my love survives on the surface where
it waits to be consumed by the sun