Underwater

She daunted those who would cement feet in bricks, choosing to swim the depths without help. The drama of life could not invade the water’s surface; muffled voices barely made it inches down. She smiled without a stranger’s whistle to catch her attention, mingling her fingers near whatever fishes weren’t afraid. No inhibitions held her from being herself.

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2 comments so far

  1. Michelle Johnson on

    It’s good not to have inhibitions sometimes as it can get you far. Good write. Have a great Monday~

  2. noahthegreat on

    Thanks for your constant presence; you’re praise makes me want to continue writing through this museless time.


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