by Shereen Asha Murugayah

Floating

To slice this smoothest of jellies
like the soft sword you are,
you first learn to float,
the true conscious uncoupling:
Your mind screaming that you’re drowning,
your body knowing you will rise
and Physics in the corner
buffing her nails like
Dude, seriously?

– – – – –

Born and bred in Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia, Shereen is currently pursuing a doctoral degree in Dunedin, New Zealand. Her first published poem “Dunedin, October” was shortlisted for the Poetry Kit Summer Competition 2015.

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