"What the Water Will Tell Us" by Shawn Pfunder
What the Water Will Tell Us
I woke at three again. My pillows were gone, thrown like rocks in a revolution. This isn’t new; you’ve seen it before.
It’s unsettling how clear we see when we’re at the lake. We’re prophetic. We’re sharp. We’re ready to live and die with confidence.
Let’s wear robes to the edge, then undress, then wade in and write down everything the water will tell us.
But we don’t live at the lake, do we? We see the world through window panes. We do our best. We clean them everyday. We wash away the residue.
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