Take to the Open Water and Drown Your Fears
Prose Poetry
2 min readFeb 9, 2022
It’s the first touch of rain on a drought-ridden field. The coolness of it, the sleek feel of water sluicing across hungry roots, feels like a relief long overdue. You imagine yourself as that thirsty land, so full of potential yet strangled from what nature does not always want to give. The unyielding dryness gives way to something worth living, thriving, for.
