Walking out of the river,
we feel heavier.
We recalibrate so swiftly
when submerged
in the authority of matter.
The water meets us
as we slip into its logic.
We are boosted up,
pushed, and must respond.
Thirty minutes later,
we aim our weary skeletons
toward land, reach
out to borrow some backbone
from rock and soil.
It is unwilling to share with us,
the shaky creatures
so quick to denounce change
as just a phase.
—Hannah Stephenson can be found at thestorialist.com.
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