I walk toe-to-toe towards the water, the pier casting its shadow overhead

“but do you know, the sharks feed at dusk?” the nameless boy staring says

I tip my head back and laugh loud, blonde hair flowing to my waist

and throw my clothes off in the sand running naked to the edge

I dip a foot then jump into the sea, swimming out where I can’t hear his screams

dorsal fins do not scare me; I rather be alone with the marine life anyway