Julie McElhone #32 Buoyance

Before winter set in fully

I swam in the sea pool

at Austinmer. And figured 

myself to be detritus

of the sea

along with seeds and weeds.

Then a shivering molecule

that could freeze and boil

evaporating into air

and moving up across 

the escarpment.

But I did not believe

myself better than

the sea slug snuggled

in the pool wall

just because my mind

could take flight.

The sea contained us both.