{ amphibian she }

there's so much change lately. its iridescent film encircles every molecule in the atmosphere. it's hard to breathe now that the euphoria of something different (finally, something different) has worn off, but i can feel my lungs adapting. i'm turning into a new creature who belongs in this new world. i can tell that soon i'll be swimming effortlessly across the land, walking lightly across the bottom of the sea.

now you see me,
now you still see me
because being steadfast
is a mystery of its own.

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attachments splay loosely in space, crackling sporadically like nerves recently severed. after the initial pain, so deep and stunning it feels like freezing from the inside, the peace comes. white cells rush the wound, what was open comes together. you have to move differently, compensate for skin that tightens as it closes. but keep moving, slowly. increase your range of motion. go further and further as you can. in time you will be as you were, almost exactly, save for the faint white puckering line that whispers every now and then of the old injury. remember then that as far in as the wound went, your healing went just as far. you'll never be new again, but who would want to be so eerily unmarked?

not me. not anymore.

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one if by land, two if on shore

three if by sky, but if infinite, four ---