Artemis Drifting

Just because she tippietoes, doesn't mean she's a creepin'.

Take a breath.

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Her feet are touching the earth

and yet

water adrift from eyes is drowning her.


She can buck, hair trailing like sodden seaweed

but still

salty warmth crawls inside her lungs


Whoever said dying this way becomes easy

that you

eventually feel detached and comfortable


they must have learned to grieve with tears

to manage

the sorrow and still live life


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