2011 Issue - Santa Fe Community College

Dream
by Erin Brooks
You tread water with your arms spread out
waiting for your teammates to come to you.
I watch the rim of your shoulders above the surface.
When I move closer you shift and I can see
your marble eyes green inside your face.
Time turns and we are standing
in the street on Rockingham:
I am curving back against your car
rubbing my big toe into the asphalt,
hooked into the shine under
your heavy slanted lashes
and you say, you’re just that girl.
When time meets up with itself
I am standing at the edge of the pool
watching the surface of your back
glint as you move across the water.
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