Tagged: swimming

nestled into the

nestled into the
beginning of summer, your
birthday and newly

polished memories – freedom,
days at the pool, cooling off
.
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: freedom

without meaning to,

without meaning to,
memories get squeezed into
feelings – when you pass

me in aisle five, i am a
swan dive away from buoyant
.
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youth blinks and misses,

youth blinks and misses,
summers by the water’s edge,
my brother and me
.
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because you taught

because you taught
our best
memories to
float first, there’s
no fear
in drowning
.
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emerging from a pool

emerging from a pool
of mango chutney can
have its downsides
for sure, but coupled
with curry – hardly ever
.
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a moment stretched can

a moment stretched can
easily snap, be broken
into impressions –
hand over hand over hand
your lit face swimming closer
.
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we are chiseled from

we are chiseled from
those southern
summers – hot
discipline captured
by a lone breeze
of freedom, swept
away from admonishing
looks, my brother
and i, our sun-darkened
skins parting the
symphonic waters
in the clubhouse
pool, a luxurious
drowning under
magnolia branches –
that silver lining
.
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much of a clownfish’s

much of a clownfish’s
life consists of staying
in, working out
to build immunity
from the big bad
blue world, and
giving the silent
treatment to the
stinging landlord.
no, there are no
jokes being
polished, no sons
getting lost, and yes,
the entire family
missed out on
that lesson on
flapping and feathering
.
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along the route of

along the route of
peppers, tomatoes,
and peaches,
the carnival of grilled
mangoes melts
over the tongue
and lingers
like a revelation,
unexpected –
like suddenly
floating
in Port-au-Prince,
and my father
smiling, letting go
.
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