I was watching the fish a few days ago, and decided to join them.
Their flickering fins slowly glinted as the sun sank beside me.
I came prepared: purple swimsuit, goggles, and a glowstick
But I left behind a life preserver.
It was on the shore, just in case, but as my feet graced the waves it no longer felt necessary to take precautions.

The golden red hues faded as the water got cold and I continued to drift.
My glowstick glanced off scales and shells, and my hair dye ran like blood around me.

Humans aren't supposed to be able to live without oxygen.
The body will shut down in at least four minutes with severe brain damage, and the possibility of death,
But how can one think of that in moments like this?

Even when all that is left is green, man-made light,
Waiting two seconds in murky liquid, the water comes alive.
Anemones waved as I sunk deeper, their glow penetrating the black.
Schools of fish twirled between my thighs as I landed softly on a coral bed, then slipped off into the sand.

Bubbles brewed from my nose.

Eyes burning as my gaze roved
I was blind in the darkness.
My chest began to tighten,
But who cared?
I had been watching fish, and found myself instead.

I lay flat
on the ground underneath
my warm skin I feel
the cold grass,
I sink into the earth as
we become one
while the first rays of sun
kiss my skin and
welcome me back
to life.

an inner tree
rooted deep down in my body
keeps me going.
it is what some describe as
inner peace,
true happiness,
the source of love,
and I describe as
strength to deal
with everything that is not.

a hot, steaming coffee,
a deliciously soft and sweet cake,
relaxing music in an
urban café.
that's where I write
my poetry.

I had this feeling
once when I first flew
like a bird
to explore the world
and I came back to
the place I call home

I felt that I could only travel
when returning somewhere afterwards,
not somewhere - return to
the place I call home

I realised that I could only
call it home after having been away,
and that this feeling intensified
the longer I was surrounded by the foreign
before finding my way back to
the place I call home

but only now do I notice
how lucky I am
to have a place
I can call
home