Updated: Apr 11, 2022
Prompt: write about your alternate self.
She’s always first
overboard, diving joyously
into the deep, not saddled
but buoyed by the tank
on her back,
her mask, her fins.
Once in, it’s just her breath,
her belief in herself
firing her heart.
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