A Poem by Zeno C. Deleon Guerrero, Jr. Photos by Dan Lin
You aim your body towards the ocean, towards the horizon
Your eyes become clear like a foggy window that’s wiped
You pace towards the water
Step by step
The sand engulfs your toes.
You feel its coarseness on your soles.
Finally, your feet touch the water.
Its touch cools you — makes you whole
Waves of memories cascade through your mind
Splashing water at cousins
The salty brine stinging your eyes
Times spent seeing who can hold their breathe the longest
You notice the tide coming back and forth as if reaching out to you
Trying to lure you away from the city
Away from Facebook, Twitter, Snapchat
Away from the 9 to 5 hustle
You feel as if you’re a fish waiting to be caught
You continue sinking yourself into the ocean
The water creeping up your shoulder, your neck
You feel its currents, its power, grip your entire body
You finally submit because it’s where you belong
In the water