I haven’t taken sides. The sides cannot be seen. When you’re standing on one side of the ocean, the ocean doesn’t end.
My friend has left her shirt on the sand, and she’s going into the water. I should tell her to stop, she’ll drown, but my throat is as closed as the night.
My feet have grown together while I’ve been standing here on this shore. I could move, I could do anything. I could save anyone. I could swim forever. I could see the other side.
Fordham University Fordham Observer
What If
Published: Wednesday, March 3, 2010
Updated: Wednesday, March 3, 2010




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