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I'm Underwater 

I see crystal clear bubbles floating
all around my head like an iridescent halo.

I glide beneath the waves,
not thinking of the surface.

Sometimes I long for the sun,
to graze my long pale neck,
to make me warm and whole again.

But I remember,

the sharp black mountains of coal
piled up beached whales,

The menacing albatross,

sauntering in the shadows,
waiting for the newborn sea turtles,
to first bare their face to mother earth,

Only to swallow them whole.

So I stay here.

Among the tangled dark green kelp.

I lay on the gelatinous tops of iridescent jellyfish,
and I gaze up,
at the ever glowing moon,

And I break the surface.

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Cynthia Julian

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