On estuaries and edge-dwelling
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On estuaries and edge-dwelling
I’m swimming under water
My body undulating like an eel on the ocean bed
It is calm and cold…
and risky.
There is noise up there,
Commotion.
I can hear it. Rather I feel it.
Things seem to be happening.
And down here, it is lifeless and lonely;
My breath is what keeps me going,
yet, it is depleting,
but still, it keeps me going for now; How long do I have l
I felt as if I was shape-shifting, actually becoming the land and the wildlife all around me. There were times where I felt non-human. Not surprisingly, that made it hard to relate to other people socially. I spoke about death often as well, which didn’t help. I had such a strong sense of isolation and alienation from society, and in some ways, tha
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