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*Desert pond,
idle sun.
Salt, shadow,
and the revealing light of midday.
She traipses from
the safety of the car
to the danger at the water's edge.
One hand shielding her eyes,
the other,
her over-exposures.
Discomfited by a lack
of self-confidence.
Loving the water,
hating her thighs.*
~
Jun 28, 2022
Jun 28, 2022 at 11:54 AM UTC
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*Desert pond,
idle sun.
Salt, shadow,
and the revealing light of midday.
She traipses from
the safety of the car
to the danger at the water's edge.
One hand shielding her eyes,
the other,
her over-exposures.
Discomfited by a lack
of self-confidence.
Loving the water,
hating her thighs.*
~
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