Limb of Water

<p><span style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>Immersing into the chilly 52°F water a finger-drawn heart on a steam-beaded shower stall becomes a portal to oceanic wonder. This long-form poem is a palimpsest of moments-avoiding crab pincers chasing moonlight over sand flats and tracing the pulse of marine life from razor clams to ancient horseshoe crabs. It's a Zenlike immersion in breath memory grief and gratitude marked by strokes and briny whispers: kick kick...my reflections silver plankton. With crystalline language and elemental imagery this is not just a swim-it's a lifelong dive into mortality love and the sea's salty spirit-shaping embrace.</span></p><p></p>