Wind danced with salt and sand across tongue as she stood at the edge of Chesapeake Bay.

Mouth agape. Stormy skies rocking restless seas with aggressive passion that swirled ocean foam across jagged stone to spray rosy gaunt cheeks.

What do you think? Should I?

Well, you’re here. You’ve thought about this enough.

Porcelain shell dust fragments crunch under bare toes burrowing in surf

current pulling molecules and soul with each retreat

It’s been so long since I was in water. I can’t swim.

I know, but you want this. If I know, you know. I’m you.

Freedom sung by gulls and open air rang with mystery melodies

waves begging for a second chance

I almost drowned the last time.

Don’t you want to drown this time?

Magenta converse take seven steps as water caresses

ankles knees hips

breasts lips

hair.

Denim fiber heavy pulling deeper.

Darkness shrouding splayed

pink fingers turning

blue nail polish

purple.

Peaceful.