Float / Poem

I know the shore like it is home

It bleeds into the ocean

Becomes the floor of something all consuming.

I find comfort in the shoreline

But when the water hits me

On the stomach I freeze.

I do not want my toes to grip

The grains as though they are friends

I want to float above it all and forget.

I want to forget I can drown

That I flail without thought

That I was born without knowing how to swim.

Sarah xx

By Sarah

My name is Sarah and I’m a twenty two year old who loves Jesus first and foremost, finds joy in the simple things, and appreciates a good metaphor and oxford comma.

I blog three times a week at

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