by Sonia Chang
possession of water’s colour / and sound / it is endless / it is breathless / cold light seeps / through summer and / the surface of water / cutting a / path to a sun / never in reach / breaths and / sentences scarce / a handful of / siren song / yet no kiss of oxygen / and chlorine / to fill his liquid eyes / he gives himself / to a liminal transcendence / nothing human or worldly / the sleepy hum of / opalescent shells / almost a cacophony / his skin translucent / almost opalescent / as coarse / as sand / as fleeting as seafoam / heartbeats drowning out / alveoli and irises / erupt / in climax / blooming / catching light / burning in grace / then stasis / collects on / his skin in stellate beads / the sea traces his / flowing form / softly / with the tenderness of waves / he sinks with / the heaviness of being / no one’s grief / sleeping eternally in / dense silence / thoughtless darkness / and the tide / still rolls backwards / green over blue / spilling the / names and bodies / he will / never know
Sonia is a 16 year-old aspiring writer from Singapore who adores film, music and Wikipedia. She spends her time getting overwhelmed by wanderlust, listening to The Beatles, and maintaining her two-year long Duolingo streak for French. Her inspirations include Sylvia Plath, Nabokov, Big Thief, Bob Dylan and many more.