In the Depths

A response to the challenge Microfiction Addiction: Underwater Experiments

Esther Spurrill-Jones
A Cornered Gurl

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Image by Sergei Tokmakov, Esq. from Pixabay

As the waves close over your head, panic seizes you in an icy grip. Your limbs want to flail, to thrash, to climb the water back to the air. You have forgotten who you are.

Gills open on the side of your neck, saltwater rushes into your lungs, and your body changes. You are not human. You were never human.

You open new eyes on a new world: your world. This is where you belong.

You shed the chains of your old life, and your fins and tail propel you deeper and deeper into your future. You are free.

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Esther Spurrill-Jones
A Cornered Gurl

Poet, lover, thinker, human. Poetry editor at Prism & Pen.