The Ocean

Ocean

By Zeline Farney

The water surges over

And for a moment

I lose sight

and believe I’m finally one (with the river)

I can not tell you

The agony you must endure

Before finding open water

Only that the stones and boulders

That promise to be islands of hope

Are deceptive obstructions

The life

In my

Lungs

Has been

Replaced

With u b e

desperate b b l s

My

e x t r e m I t I e s

Are

Heavy and numb

This is where you decide

”can I still float?”

Battered, bruised, bleeding,

Choking on their watery ambiguousness

Theres miles of river before the ocean

So much that cuts

So much that strangles and tangles

But I kick

You people stand on shore and don’t

Believe

You think I’m drowning.

Say your prayers and wonder

“was she tempted by the raging rapid?”

“Did she stumble to closely?”

Enflamed by your small minds, I want you to know

I dove

We will reach the ocean.