What I like about baths is the effect of the water over my body, the pressure and absence of pressure. I breathe in and my chest rises above the water and my hair falls like limp seaweed on shore. The cold and limp hair weigh together as a blanket holding me down. I breathe out and my chest falls below the water and my hair is puppeteered upward, the faint blue of the water cast over this tall-grass prairie growing on my chest.
you wrote about baths back in January.
ReplyDeleteIt's a recurring theme in my life. So infrequent.
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