to go swimming with you
drifting into aquarian space
floating, baby toe brushes pebbles
how do you feel immersed in wet?
you used to Jerk at summer camp
while i took bong rips from a Sobe bottle
there’s no place to rest in water
more nurturing than our own bed
cradled lovingly in displacement
Izzy Leslie is a native Portlander who writes, makes digital art and zines. In her spare time you will find her practicing kissing on her balled up fist.