heavy... she weighs something yet floats buoyed by the water swimming she quests.. moving around rocks and carried by currents at times she rests unbothered on the ocean floor as fish scurry by, busy she loves the manta rays the octopi the bigger breeds... they go on their way in a certain rhythm balanced by their arms, wings... these appendages that make them as amphibious as she even when they don't arrive on shore on the sand out of water she is not as convinced... she feels vulnerable more apt to pull her head into her shell and wait until the tide of voluntude pulls her back in to her element
Random picks of my published and unpublished creative writing.