Bathwater washed over my body like a beached whale.
I moved my arms to make waves strong enough to go over the roundness of my thighs.
A beached whale with scars all over. Scared or not whales are breathtaking living out the wild, not when they have beached themselves. There is nothing glorious about that at all.
I'd rather be swimming in the ocean.
- Excerpt of Swimming Alone, © Melody Tadeo 2019
I like the redness of my feet and toenails when I come out of warm water (though usually a shower, not bath #gowaterconservation).
- Excerpt of Swimming Alone, © Melody Tadeo 2019
I like the redness of my feet and toenails when I come out of warm water (though usually a shower, not bath #gowaterconservation).
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