01: August 2014 #07 - Halloween
Authored by Joyce Nancy #1
by Joyce Nancy
It is Halloween morning and so far I have only seen one costume. A mermaid walked feet under fin into a bank, her seashell bikini top tied modestly over a beige turtleneck. I traverse the fog between October and November, shifting in the turn of a calendar page. If I were a sea creature with both gills and lungs I would pretend to drown myself every autumn so you could finally forget me. Winter would build ice over the ocean, protective architecture for the fish thriving underneath. And when the year circled back around I would drift to sunny shore shed my scales and meet you again for the first time in the bright blue warmth.