"She grins. And there is my grin which is my loudest scream ever.
In the water like soft glass. We slide in slowly leaving our clothes by the large stone. Heads skimming along the surface.
As long as I don't hurt you or Jaelin. As long as I don't hurt you or Jaelin, she mimics. Then beginning to imitate the loons and swimming deeper, her head sliding away from me. Below our heads all the evil dark swimming creatures are waiting to brush us into nightmare into heart attack to suck us under into the darkness into the complications. Her loon laugh. The dull star of white water under each of us. Swimming towards the sound of madness."
December 14, 1999
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