to finals week.

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

after swimming.


with love,