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Rated: ASR · Poetry · Experience · #1468350
Class assignment, will gladly take constructive criticism
We skipped, giggling, fearlessly on the pool’s ledge,
Avoiding the imaginary shark infested concrete.
Neither of us knew how to swim.
Father walked ahead, unaware of our game.

I heard a low roll of thunder, but the sky was clear.
My stomach had already devoured breakfast,
The hotel restaurant was close.
A sudden intake of breath; I looked toward sister.
Eyelashes touching my brows and cheekbones
My body went rigid as I watched her fall,
Shattering the sun’s brilliant reflection

Everything else was a whisper as dad turned,
And dived near the sign that told him otherwise.
My mouth hung stupidly open as she sank, deeper.
I looked around, no one seemed to notice, or care.
I glanced down, scared that I too might be drowning

My sister came up first, held by her hero.
I felt small and helpless as he lifted her onto the ledge.
She violently coughed up the water involuntarily swallowed
Warm, salty drops rolled silently down my cheeks,
I called her an idiot, because she scared me.
His clenched teeth and dominating eyes told me not to speak.

He grabbed the nearest, over-bleached, public towels.
One rested on his shoulders, and the other
He wrapped around her shivering wet body.
The sharks swam away, and the thunder quieted.

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