Swimming
Pool
Hortensia
Anderson
Someone
said say
it's a good day
for drowning
and the
pool
was a liquid
turquoise
with a little
gold creeping
over the edges
of giant palms
I took his hand
and led
him drugged
to the scalloped
shell of water's edge
and with
my palms
I pushed him in.
As he dropped
the sun on the
surface went wild
the dark palms
grabbed at his
sinking body
frantically.
But as he
hit
bottom, like
a lucky coin
the pool went smooth
and everything
went back
to normal.
The
2River View, 3_2 (Winter 1999)
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