Mermaids

I think about being a little girl

Swimming

I did always love the sea

Getting lost in the blue, the blurred line between sky and water

Swimming fast

One stroke

Two strokes, faster

If I swim slower my hair drifts away from me, billows like seaweed as it catches up with my new rhythm

I pretend being a mermaid

Swim with my legs touching

No gaps here

No thigh gaps

If I look at my body when standing in clear water

It’s of an odd shape

And its true contours do not matter

Because water distorts everything

And I take pleasure in it

I take comfort in it

I wish I truly was a mermaid

Living in the distorted world

Always underwater

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