Skinned Knees

Open Water

Skinned Knees
Open Water

When submerged, I still dream

Like a worm, my skin will breathe for me.

 

Then my lungs will shrivel up,

And my heart will eat the debris

As a heart is rarely satisfied,

Even lording over a kingdom of guts.

 

Without fear

Or love

Or consciousness

 

I will enter the onyx waves knowing only wetness

And blindness will liberate me. 

 

 

 

Written by Hannah Sandle

Illustrated by Sarah McCrorey