I let go.
I float softly.
I hang on to the warm currents.
I feel my foot twitch.
I close my eyes.
I blink away the sting of tears.
I imagine my skin a shade of white.
I imagine my mother in black.
I see the water blush.
I watch the tiny rectangle sink.
I lose feeling in my fingers.
I lay against the freezing bathtub wall.
I glance at the steamed mirror.
I release a breath held at the bottom of my lungs.
I run the gleaming edge down my inner-arm.
I bite my lip.
I position the blade at the base of my palm.
I look at my shaking, white knuckles.
I turn off the running water.
I move slowly into the tub.
I cringe at the reflection of my naked body.
I turn on the bathwater.
I fold the towel on the toilet seat.
I lock the bathroom door.

03/24/2003

Posted on 03/13/2007
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