Depth

by Noah · 16/04/2026
Published 16/04/2026 07:05

The janitor used too much bleach in the hall.

I see a kid with orange wings on his arms,

and I’m suddenly small.


The kickboards had a white crust of salt

where the water dried in the sun.

I was the one who couldn't float.

#childhood wonder #environmental decay #fragility #solitude #unexpected perspective

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