I thought the other kids were joking

When they said you’d fallen off the boat

But when I looked back and saw

Those hopeless fingertips

I understood how water and breathing

Shatter the surface, yet

Ripple soundlessly

And how even silent fingers

Can cry out for help.


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Mommy, Writer, Teacher, BRCA2+ Previvor, Sports Fan, Logophile, Bibliophile, Hedonist, Perpetual Bon Vivant mixed with the Occasional Curmudgeon. you can find me on Twitter @CharIsAWriter and here at charcunning.wordpress.com

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