Linda Stupart

WATERSHED:

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Ok so what if we kissed between the still slick surface of the water and the terrifying depths below? When does water become underwater anyway and is this just in relation to our own bodies? and what if we go there….

Anyway, the noun ‘a survivor’, or the claim ‘I survived’ – can never fit to the ongoing project of survival, which cannot predicate a before and after; rather an unending swimming upstream; towards the source; against the mouth and tide – don’t get me wrong though there is still pleasure to be had here in this river flailing with the fishes and their image and between our blooded thighs

No skin in the game except for the scum on the top of the water/ skin on top of milk. No game in the skin except for your sweat in my eye and now I can’t bear to see what I’m drowning in

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Scum on the top of the river, skin on the top of milk. As the river flows it picks up sediment from the riverbed, eroding banks and debris in the water. The river mouth is where much of this gravel, sand, silt, and clay is deposited.

The police hate water because it does not obey the law and because they cannot swallow or incorporate her. Kill the cop in your head to lose your tongue and exit language, swim in the blue lagoon now dyed black, let algae stick to you and stop holding hands.

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