By Shelby Armor
A river,
so majestic,
so beautiful,
home to so many things
and I cannot be one with it.
My dreams are filled with the illusions
of fins on my arms
and of flippers on my feet;
it all seems so close
yet so far away.
I could sit for hours and sway,
sway to the melodic sound of rushing water
and leaping fish,
but I cannot.
I cannot breath using water
or slice through the sea
for I am a human,
and that is all I will ever be.
Editor: A.J. Patencio
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