you’re like the moment I run out of air underwater.
a stream of bubbles dissipating to nothing,
the pressure filling my brain and
lungs collapsing inwards.
nothing’s more rewarding than that
reviving gasp of oxygen once
my head floats to surface.
winter break feels like the car ride home from the community pool.
seatbelt fastened (courtesy of mom) ,
the humming heater easing the
goosebumps along my skin.
my muscles ache with
eyes easing shut.
I always have the best sleep