She sucked in the harsh, salty air. Any normal throat would have torn and wretched at all of the salt, water and wind. But this was no normal throat. The perfectly formed head plunged back into the water. The graceful, feminine arms strove through the water, pushing and pulling. Used to the hard work the humanoid figure swam among the waves easily. From her neck and shoulders down to her waist a simple but elegant flowing, white blouse swept around her, showing her pale, crystal skin. But down her figure there is a slight change, her hips start to turn blue, green and scaly. Soon there is no skin, but fish scales turn her would be long legs into a magnificent tail. This sweeps the water pushing her along. Soon she dives, this rare occurrence comes to an end. The merpeople with their sprightly, lanky and beautiful bodies and personalities live under our oceans never to be seen. Except, when one young mermaid sometimes just can’t resist the urge to see what strange people live above their world.
WolfHeart
sometimes i feel like i could be like the little mermaid.
she gave up her voice just so she could be with the one she loved.
would i do that for you? maybe.
we could still talk about music and stuff.
who needs a voice when i’ve got you?
stranger
The crew heard singing in the distance, then they saw it. A siren, a beautiful one at that. Singing a hypnotic song.
Noah
Wonder what it is about a woman who is half a fish tickles the fancy of men. Lost at sea, out on choppy waters and thrown asunder by tumultuous waves, why do men crave such a creature? Perhaps that they won’t have to eat her out, they can simply eat her.
Her tail flitted through the water and the current warm and cool swirled all around me. sounds of voices and songs swirl in the air bubbles around me desperately trying to reach the sky again. I didn’t know the ocean could be this beautiful. I’m not sure if I’m having these delirious thoughts because I’m loosing oxygen to my body or if for the first time in my life I’m seeing the world as it is; magical musical and beautiful just like her.
Maddy
“We were only trying to drown her,” Marsette flipped her hair and looked at Peter longingly. Peter rolled his eyes at her.
“Marsette, we’ve discussed this. We’ve proved this time and time again. Drowning a human does not make them a mermaid.”
“Well, I know that now, Peter. I wasn’t looking for another mermaid. I was just looking for a little entertainment. Plus drowning your little Wendy Bird would certainly bring you around more often, now wouldn’t it?” Marsette batted her eyelashes and Peter pushed the balls of his feet off the rock and flew back towards the island, Wendy Bird in hand.
“Stupid Wendy Bird,” she mumbled and put down her comb. Marsette leaned forward and dove into the cove once again.
Paige B
Elle breathed in and
out hard and fast. “You’re ready” Kai’s voice was firm. “I don’t have much choice so yes I’m ready” She held in a whimper. “Focus on
something else, place your energy there” Kai instructed. Elle could focus on nothing but the pain before the massive glow of the moon caught her eye. It looked closer and the stars brighter than most nights. “The moon” Her eyes squint with pain “I’ll focus on the moon” She exhaled a breath she had tried to hold.
Kai glanced up at the moon for a split second before disappearing into the darned waters again. “Don’t struggle against nature my love, let it run its course” He emerged soothing her. Elle nodded and began the horrendous journey of pushing. This was a pain like nothing Elle had ever felt before. He legs wobbled and her stomach churned so much she thought she would faint. This was not the beauty of birth she had wanted to imagine but she drew strength from the moon and the thought that within moments she would hold her child to be.
She tuned out every sound. No water sloshing about. No rustle in the leaves of the wind. No animals lurking in the brush. Just silence. She pushed again as Kai held her body close. She felt a tremendous pressure before release as Kai submerged again. One last push and her body was back to being one soul instead of two.
The mild current rippled washing the blood away with it. Elle floated weightlessly against the shoreline when Kai emerged holding the most perfect child she had ever seen. No sound came as Kai examined the baby like it was something he had never seen before. Elle could feel the pain of the afterbirth that followed. Kai reached his hand to her as it sank to the water below. Kai swiped his hand on the baby’s belly and the cord simply fell off.
“Meet our daughter Ella” Kai placed the silent baby on Ella’s chest and he propped her up. “Why is she not crying?” Ella’s lips trembled with emotion.
“Our kind aren’t birthed in tears love” Kai caressed the baby’s cheek. “She’s ok?” Ella stared at the two tiny eyes who stared back at her with curiosity.
“All is well my love” Kai kissed her forehead. Right on cue the baby wailed out a cry that made Elle laugh with joy and clutch her closer.
As if summoned by her cries, a slow sprinkle of rain began. The gentle rain drops always soothed Elle. “What shall we call her” Kai asked. “Luna… it means moon in Spanish” Elle nuzzled her baby. “Luna” Kai repeated kissing Elle’s lips gently. Pulling her partially out of the water Elle inspected her new baby girl. Her face was a mix of her lagoon colored eyes and full pouty lips with Kai’s Merman ears and slightly webbed fingers. All in all, Luna’s upper body looked like Elle’s but her lower half was something new.
Luna had two legs like her mother but they were a slick texture with a hint of green and very tiny scales from the upper thigh down. Aside from the appearance in color, the shape was very human. She looked at Kai. “She will be a great swimmer like her father” Kai said. “I would think so” Elle smiled warmly. Half human, half mermaid. “She’s perfect” Elle kissed Luna’s tiny webbed toes.
She was beautiful, exquisite, a truly amazing creature that he thought only existed in fairy tales. The mermaid looked back at him, smiled, and disappeared. Did he really just witness this maiden of the sea or was it all an illusion conjured by his desire to become one with the ocean?
JL
while drifting through the blue seas
holding on to the breeze
i saw her appear disappear and reappear
leaving me
in awe
Katelin
They are the rulers of the seas,lakes, and rivers. Being neither human or fish, they have no need of legs and feet. Instead, a tail with glistening scales that dance in the sunlight is a viable substitute for the limbs that allow us to walk. It allows to glide elegantly and swiftly in the water. Their songs lure both men and women to join them in the watery depths below.
They are the rulers of the seas,lakes, and rivers. Being neither human or fish, they have no need of legs and feet. Instead, a tail with glistening scales that dance in the sunlight is a viable substitute for the limbs that allow us to walk. The tail allows them to glide elegantly and swiftly in the water. Their songs lure both men and women to join them in the watery depths below.
Sephtis King
I was a mermaid once,
my chants diverted
a man-of-war
Not anymore
my voice was gone
when he was lost
VERONICA PAMOUKAGHLIAN
She arched her back, watching her hair cascade in the mirror. She had good hair. Why did people never say that? She continued circling, primping. She had a full hour before she had to leave the house, but it still didn’t feel like enough time. She inhaled and ran her hands over her stomach.
i love mermaids i wish i was one. they are beautiful and obviously good swimmers. they live in a completely differentl world
Haley
can you believe it?
millions of people!
drowning!
listen to them
scream
to the sirens
they sound
so
harsh
beautiful
the way you swim
seems beautiful to me
like skydiving
drowning, but with grace
Mermaids. Sirens. Greek legends never cease to amaze me. Did you know that there are entire beautiful women under the sea, just waiting to devour me, in a typically unsexual, displeasing fashion? How drab. Wish I could swim. Wish I could sing.
Bailey Cohen
The world got its first ocean when Chi fell down into the deep. She cried and cried and cried until a vast and unfathomably large body appeared. It doesn’t seem possible, but neither does what happened next: chi grew a tail which sprouted some fins. Content to let her hurt give way to an ecosystem there she remained: a little mermaid. That is until the cancer spread. It started as a speck of rot but grew into a dissolving, moldy-acidic thing. I can see into her ribcage, past the bone, and into with her faint, withering heart just as I see the dawning realization of true terror in her eyes.
yeux
They say mermaids swim in the depth and consume the bodies, sometimes even the souls, of the sailors they encounter. They say that a mermaid’s nails will pierce your heart like you’re butter, and her teeth with break skin faster than a wave can.
I’d rather encounter a thousand mermaids than encounter you.
A mermaid is a human/fish. They live in the deep ocean. Also they can swim fast.
Simon Woodard
The mermaid said there in dismay. Have humans still not noticed her? She always sat upon this rock but no matter what she did humans always ignored her. Maybe they’ve all gone blind… She looked down and jumped back into the calm ocean where her next adventure awaits. But she couldn’t get the question out of her mind.
ENC
she was majestic in her own way. her tail gleamed in the sunlight, the most intense shade of emerald green you’ll ever see. she didn’t come to the surface often, but when she did, she seduced and destroyed every man she met.
He saw her standing naked at the shore, wet, trembling and terrified. As he got closer to her so he could help her, he realised what he had fallen into. She stole his soul, dove back into the sea head first, and her tail glistened in the sunlight. She loved being immortal.
She swam through the murky water towards him. Never thinking about the consequences, just that she had to reach him no matter what. He had no idea that his life was about to change, never mind how much. She got closer, within touching distance, and then…
Sam
why this word?
once
there was a song
that the ocean tasted in its mouth
birthed from a thing that wasn’t even
human.
no one cared for it
no one knew about it
but at the bottom
of the glass that was the sea
she wept alone
clutching dying notes to her
chest.
She’s one of a kind
and looked it when I saw her
Belle robe de soiree!
Few women do it
pull-off the gorgeous green gown
laced-back, MERMAID trimmed
off-shouldered, deep “V”
she alone, in-fact, wore green
The true belle de ball
I was excited
at first, for the dance, but now,
for the night to end
I want her sooooo much…
getting too hot… must apply…
more deodorant!
! Haiku-Man !
Laying there, half woman, half something else, a mystery, an anomaly, always keeps me guessing as to which part I’m going to get, the seductive, gentle woman or the cold shark. She swims away, after begging for fish, then she is on the bar stool next to me asking for a light. I’m not sure where I am or how I got here. What sort of hegemony is this that rings
Roy Cutler
mermaids swim in the ocean. They are beautiful. They like shells. They sing well. I want to be a mermaid.
Stephanie Cooper
maid of the sea
away with me
strong current carrying
lives need burying
luck, good or bad
the only kiss ever had
air currents gone
the sky at dawn
last sight
no light
deeper and deeper below
here we go
the dissonance streams lines through the wave
I’m here to behave not to blame
life is not a game, its an arcade, theres tons of fun to frolick with
lets find a cabin in a far land, and meet new astonishments,
a tree shrub in the middle of a snow hill, all covered up
that’s our new economy, a washed up farm mill
the mermaid squeals around underneath deep seas
while the ship of the motherland, a viral, poisoning, batch of pirates
wander for the mermaid
her tail is endeavourous
swimming in freedom
adrift on dreams
sun rise and sunsets
reflections across the expanse of the sea
whimsical, fantastical
flipping and splashing about with glee
the only thing missing
the perfect merman
for this mermaid of wanderlust
poetwarrior
human and fish together are mermaid. mermaid is a beautiful girl with long hair.
vorrawan
I dreamed of a mermaid beckoning me to the sea with along finger dark as ebony. She pulled me from the sand and deep under the foam, making the great Atlantic my permanent home. But I couldn’t breathe, and I couldn’t speak, and I gave up and drowned within a week.
Belinda Roddie
He saw something glisten in the water. Out far into the sea where the Earth’s land ends. He knew it couldn’t be what he thought or what he heard about. He knew the folklore could not be true. It couldn’t be a mermaid.
Sarah
A beautiful creature which is unknown to human. It is hard to know if they are real or not as people haven’t seen them but they could be out there. with there human half and there fish tail.
Paige
She was sitting on the floor, having her favorite dish of pasta.
Accompanied by a can of soda, she looked up.
What caught her eye on the TV brought back memories.
There you were, sitting on the beach rock, looking into the horizon.
And there I was, sitting on the sands, looking at your beauty.
You turned around and smiled at me, “You’re not supposed to see me.”
“I’m sorry, I couldn’t help myself being attracted to such beauty.” I replied.
Then you took me to your arms, the warmth of your body, with the warmth from the evening sun, made me felt like the happiest person alive.
“It’s going to get cold, my love”
And you were right, the warmth was gone and all I felt was cold air touching my skin.
No, it wasn’t cold air, it’s cold water.
.
.
.
I struggled for air, and I used all my efforts to swim to the surface,
and there you were, swimming so gracefully.
“Join me”
Then all I remember was your beauty fading into pitch black, your voice fading saying, “don’t leave me”
How I died
The guesthouse had a large aquarium on the ground floor, which spanned the entire length of the wall. In the mornings, he would sit by the glass, watching the fish circle their limited stretch of ocean. He wondered what they thought about.
Then one morning, he catch a flash of light. A tiny mermaid swam among the fishes. She was holding a sign on which she had written “Help!”
the sea, the servant, the stupidity of imagining the sea is a servant. Or perhaps it’s maiden, not maid. The stupidity of imagining the sea is male or female when it contains both, and much much more.
‘But it’s how we understand things’ he said.
‘Then we need to change our way of understanding’. she said
I heard someone say once “but hey if you don’t have a thigh gap, that means you’re that much closer to being a mermaid!” and I laughed, because that’s such a nice way of looking at it, and then I continued to starve myself for the rest of the day.
She sucked in the harsh, salty air. Any normal throat would have torn and wretched at all of the salt, water and wind. But this was no normal throat. The perfectly formed head plunged back into the water. The graceful, feminine arms strove through the water, pushing and pulling. Used to the hard work the humanoid figure swam among the waves easily. From her neck and shoulders down to her waist a simple but elegant flowing, white blouse swept around her, showing her pale, crystal skin. But down her figure there is a slight change, her hips start to turn blue, green and scaly. Soon there is no skin, but fish scales turn her would be long legs into a magnificent tail. This sweeps the water pushing her along. Soon she dives, this rare occurrence comes to an end. The merpeople with their sprightly, lanky and beautiful bodies and personalities live under our oceans never to be seen. Except, when one young mermaid sometimes just can’t resist the urge to see what strange people live above their world.
sometimes i feel like i could be like the little mermaid.
she gave up her voice just so she could be with the one she loved.
would i do that for you? maybe.
we could still talk about music and stuff.
who needs a voice when i’ve got you?
The crew heard singing in the distance, then they saw it. A siren, a beautiful one at that. Singing a hypnotic song.
Wonder what it is about a woman who is half a fish tickles the fancy of men. Lost at sea, out on choppy waters and thrown asunder by tumultuous waves, why do men crave such a creature? Perhaps that they won’t have to eat her out, they can simply eat her.
Her tail flitted through the water and the current warm and cool swirled all around me. sounds of voices and songs swirl in the air bubbles around me desperately trying to reach the sky again. I didn’t know the ocean could be this beautiful. I’m not sure if I’m having these delirious thoughts because I’m loosing oxygen to my body or if for the first time in my life I’m seeing the world as it is; magical musical and beautiful just like her.
“We were only trying to drown her,” Marsette flipped her hair and looked at Peter longingly. Peter rolled his eyes at her.
“Marsette, we’ve discussed this. We’ve proved this time and time again. Drowning a human does not make them a mermaid.”
“Well, I know that now, Peter. I wasn’t looking for another mermaid. I was just looking for a little entertainment. Plus drowning your little Wendy Bird would certainly bring you around more often, now wouldn’t it?” Marsette batted her eyelashes and Peter pushed the balls of his feet off the rock and flew back towards the island, Wendy Bird in hand.
“Stupid Wendy Bird,” she mumbled and put down her comb. Marsette leaned forward and dove into the cove once again.
Elle breathed in and
out hard and fast. “You’re ready” Kai’s voice was firm. “I don’t have much choice so yes I’m ready” She held in a whimper. “Focus on
something else, place your energy there” Kai instructed. Elle could focus on nothing but the pain before the massive glow of the moon caught her eye. It looked closer and the stars brighter than most nights. “The moon” Her eyes squint with pain “I’ll focus on the moon” She exhaled a breath she had tried to hold.
Kai glanced up at the moon for a split second before disappearing into the darned waters again. “Don’t struggle against nature my love, let it run its course” He emerged soothing her. Elle nodded and began the horrendous journey of pushing. This was a pain like nothing Elle had ever felt before. He legs wobbled and her stomach churned so much she thought she would faint. This was not the beauty of birth she had wanted to imagine but she drew strength from the moon and the thought that within moments she would hold her child to be.
She tuned out every sound. No water sloshing about. No rustle in the leaves of the wind. No animals lurking in the brush. Just silence. She pushed again as Kai held her body close. She felt a tremendous pressure before release as Kai submerged again. One last push and her body was back to being one soul instead of two.
The mild current rippled washing the blood away with it. Elle floated weightlessly against the shoreline when Kai emerged holding the most perfect child she had ever seen. No sound came as Kai examined the baby like it was something he had never seen before. Elle could feel the pain of the afterbirth that followed. Kai reached his hand to her as it sank to the water below. Kai swiped his hand on the baby’s belly and the cord simply fell off.
“Meet our daughter Ella” Kai placed the silent baby on Ella’s chest and he propped her up. “Why is she not crying?” Ella’s lips trembled with emotion.
“Our kind aren’t birthed in tears love” Kai caressed the baby’s cheek. “She’s ok?” Ella stared at the two tiny eyes who stared back at her with curiosity.
“All is well my love” Kai kissed her forehead. Right on cue the baby wailed out a cry that made Elle laugh with joy and clutch her closer.
As if summoned by her cries, a slow sprinkle of rain began. The gentle rain drops always soothed Elle. “What shall we call her” Kai asked. “Luna… it means moon in Spanish” Elle nuzzled her baby. “Luna” Kai repeated kissing Elle’s lips gently. Pulling her partially out of the water Elle inspected her new baby girl. Her face was a mix of her lagoon colored eyes and full pouty lips with Kai’s Merman ears and slightly webbed fingers. All in all, Luna’s upper body looked like Elle’s but her lower half was something new.
Luna had two legs like her mother but they were a slick texture with a hint of green and very tiny scales from the upper thigh down. Aside from the appearance in color, the shape was very human. She looked at Kai. “She will be a great swimmer like her father” Kai said. “I would think so” Elle smiled warmly. Half human, half mermaid. “She’s perfect” Elle kissed Luna’s tiny webbed toes.
She was beautiful, exquisite, a truly amazing creature that he thought only existed in fairy tales. The mermaid looked back at him, smiled, and disappeared. Did he really just witness this maiden of the sea or was it all an illusion conjured by his desire to become one with the ocean?
while drifting through the blue seas
holding on to the breeze
i saw her appear disappear and reappear
leaving me
in awe
They are the rulers of the seas,lakes, and rivers. Being neither human or fish, they have no need of legs and feet. Instead, a tail with glistening scales that dance in the sunlight is a viable substitute for the limbs that allow us to walk. It allows to glide elegantly and swiftly in the water. Their songs lure both men and women to join them in the watery depths below.
They are the rulers of the seas,lakes, and rivers. Being neither human or fish, they have no need of legs and feet. Instead, a tail with glistening scales that dance in the sunlight is a viable substitute for the limbs that allow us to walk. The tail allows them to glide elegantly and swiftly in the water. Their songs lure both men and women to join them in the watery depths below.
I was a mermaid once,
my chants diverted
a man-of-war
Not anymore
my voice was gone
when he was lost
She arched her back, watching her hair cascade in the mirror. She had good hair. Why did people never say that? She continued circling, primping. She had a full hour before she had to leave the house, but it still didn’t feel like enough time. She inhaled and ran her hands over her stomach.
i love mermaids i wish i was one. they are beautiful and obviously good swimmers. they live in a completely differentl world
can you believe it?
millions of people!
drowning!
listen to them
scream
to the sirens
they sound
so
harsh
beautiful
the way you swim
seems beautiful to me
like skydiving
drowning, but with grace
Mermaids. Sirens. Greek legends never cease to amaze me. Did you know that there are entire beautiful women under the sea, just waiting to devour me, in a typically unsexual, displeasing fashion? How drab. Wish I could swim. Wish I could sing.
The world got its first ocean when Chi fell down into the deep. She cried and cried and cried until a vast and unfathomably large body appeared. It doesn’t seem possible, but neither does what happened next: chi grew a tail which sprouted some fins. Content to let her hurt give way to an ecosystem there she remained: a little mermaid. That is until the cancer spread. It started as a speck of rot but grew into a dissolving, moldy-acidic thing. I can see into her ribcage, past the bone, and into with her faint, withering heart just as I see the dawning realization of true terror in her eyes.
They say mermaids swim in the depth and consume the bodies, sometimes even the souls, of the sailors they encounter. They say that a mermaid’s nails will pierce your heart like you’re butter, and her teeth with break skin faster than a wave can.
I’d rather encounter a thousand mermaids than encounter you.
A mermaid is a human/fish. They live in the deep ocean. Also they can swim fast.
The mermaid said there in dismay. Have humans still not noticed her? She always sat upon this rock but no matter what she did humans always ignored her. Maybe they’ve all gone blind… She looked down and jumped back into the calm ocean where her next adventure awaits. But she couldn’t get the question out of her mind.
she was majestic in her own way. her tail gleamed in the sunlight, the most intense shade of emerald green you’ll ever see. she didn’t come to the surface often, but when she did, she seduced and destroyed every man she met.
He saw her standing naked at the shore, wet, trembling and terrified. As he got closer to her so he could help her, he realised what he had fallen into. She stole his soul, dove back into the sea head first, and her tail glistened in the sunlight. She loved being immortal.
She swam through the murky water towards him. Never thinking about the consequences, just that she had to reach him no matter what. He had no idea that his life was about to change, never mind how much. She got closer, within touching distance, and then…
why this word?
once
there was a song
that the ocean tasted in its mouth
birthed from a thing that wasn’t even
human.
no one cared for it
no one knew about it
but at the bottom
of the glass that was the sea
she wept alone
clutching dying notes to her
chest.
She’s one of a kind
and looked it when I saw her
Belle robe de soiree!
Few women do it
pull-off the gorgeous green gown
laced-back, MERMAID trimmed
off-shouldered, deep “V”
she alone, in-fact, wore green
The true belle de ball
I was excited
at first, for the dance, but now,
for the night to end
I want her sooooo much…
getting too hot… must apply…
more deodorant!
Laying there, half woman, half something else, a mystery, an anomaly, always keeps me guessing as to which part I’m going to get, the seductive, gentle woman or the cold shark. She swims away, after begging for fish, then she is on the bar stool next to me asking for a light. I’m not sure where I am or how I got here. What sort of hegemony is this that rings
mermaids swim in the ocean. They are beautiful. They like shells. They sing well. I want to be a mermaid.
maid of the sea
away with me
strong current carrying
lives need burying
luck, good or bad
the only kiss ever had
air currents gone
the sky at dawn
last sight
no light
deeper and deeper below
here we go
the dissonance streams lines through the wave
I’m here to behave not to blame
life is not a game, its an arcade, theres tons of fun to frolick with
lets find a cabin in a far land, and meet new astonishments,
a tree shrub in the middle of a snow hill, all covered up
that’s our new economy, a washed up farm mill
the mermaid squeals around underneath deep seas
while the ship of the motherland, a viral, poisoning, batch of pirates
wander for the mermaid
her tail is endeavourous
swimming in freedom
adrift on dreams
sun rise and sunsets
reflections across the expanse of the sea
whimsical, fantastical
flipping and splashing about with glee
the only thing missing
the perfect merman
for this mermaid of wanderlust
human and fish together are mermaid. mermaid is a beautiful girl with long hair.
I dreamed of a mermaid beckoning me to the sea with along finger dark as ebony. She pulled me from the sand and deep under the foam, making the great Atlantic my permanent home. But I couldn’t breathe, and I couldn’t speak, and I gave up and drowned within a week.
He saw something glisten in the water. Out far into the sea where the Earth’s land ends. He knew it couldn’t be what he thought or what he heard about. He knew the folklore could not be true. It couldn’t be a mermaid.
A beautiful creature which is unknown to human. It is hard to know if they are real or not as people haven’t seen them but they could be out there. with there human half and there fish tail.
She was sitting on the floor, having her favorite dish of pasta.
Accompanied by a can of soda, she looked up.
What caught her eye on the TV brought back memories.
Tears welled in her eyes.
She missed her life as a mermaid.
There you were, sitting on the beach rock, looking into the horizon.
And there I was, sitting on the sands, looking at your beauty.
You turned around and smiled at me, “You’re not supposed to see me.”
“I’m sorry, I couldn’t help myself being attracted to such beauty.” I replied.
Then you took me to your arms, the warmth of your body, with the warmth from the evening sun, made me felt like the happiest person alive.
“It’s going to get cold, my love”
And you were right, the warmth was gone and all I felt was cold air touching my skin.
No, it wasn’t cold air, it’s cold water.
.
.
.
I struggled for air, and I used all my efforts to swim to the surface,
and there you were, swimming so gracefully.
“Join me”
Then all I remember was your beauty fading into pitch black, your voice fading saying, “don’t leave me”
The guesthouse had a large aquarium on the ground floor, which spanned the entire length of the wall. In the mornings, he would sit by the glass, watching the fish circle their limited stretch of ocean. He wondered what they thought about.
Then one morning, he catch a flash of light. A tiny mermaid swam among the fishes. She was holding a sign on which she had written “Help!”
the sea, the servant, the stupidity of imagining the sea is a servant. Or perhaps it’s maiden, not maid. The stupidity of imagining the sea is male or female when it contains both, and much much more.
‘But it’s how we understand things’ he said.
‘Then we need to change our way of understanding’. she said
I heard someone say once “but hey if you don’t have a thigh gap, that means you’re that much closer to being a mermaid!” and I laughed, because that’s such a nice way of looking at it, and then I continued to starve myself for the rest of the day.
Sleek, salty, sneaking through the sea. Watery eyes and crocodile tears, don’t be fooled into taking a swim. Cunning, running you through with lies.