I HAVE lived in many half-worlds myself
and so I know you.
I leaned at a deck rail watching a monotonous sea, the same circling birds and the same plunge of furrows carved by the
I leaned so
and you fluttered struggling between two waves in the air now
and then under the water and out
a fin thing
a wing thing.
Child of water, child of air, fin thing and wing thing
I have lived in many half worlds myself
and so I know