I had a dream I woke up
screaming. With white sheets tangled
up around me. I was screaming
in some Bjork flavoured voice.
I pulled the threads which
pulled me tighter. I was
crying. My mom came to
wake me.
We were all mermaids.
We had to cross the ocean
and we did it by swimming
in large packs of beautiful
women of all ages. I want
to bring sirens to the
surface. Every movement was
through thick ocean water.
We started in my living room
All crying over the losses of
our beloved late women.
A connection deeper than
family. We held our
sacredness so tightly.
rings and things
It was all so beautiful.
was there at some point.
We sang as we swam.
It wasn't evident that we were
all in the water at first.
Everyone's wrinkles started
to disappear. The boy with us
got older and older. We
told him of our secret.
(That we were mermaids
who all spoke french)
perhaps because we knew
he would die. He became
more and more wrinkled.
Then I awoke in
Julia's bed. The mermaid
cry still in my
ears. I wondered if
I was screaming.
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Is it bad that I know how
fine we are? Us, women. We,
mermaids. That I know when
you leave them (You, men. Them,
the women I loved long before you)
all we will have is each other
and the sea.
The difference between me and
the women you hurt. The
ones who pine over you while you
drift as far/close as sleep and
weep endlessly for you when
you've really gone - is I know
the secret. That we are all
mermaids. Waiting to return to the sea.
(as it was written Jan 10. 2011)
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