staying afloat

 

stay afloat (performance cut)


[slow and steady]

i don’t remember the moment the ground gave way.

just the weight shifting and nothing catching me.

he called me the storm. said i brought this—

as if his silence didn’t howl louder than wind.

 

[beat]

but it’s me holding breath like it’s currency,

lifting small limbs through brine and grief

while he vanishes clean into the swell.

his footsteps don’t leave mud— just absence.

 

[shift tone—firm, rising]

so i tread— not just water, but history.

generations of children pressed thin

against waves but never drowned.

my arms ache with names that aren’t mine.

my tongue, a tightrope of truths never spoken.

and still i stay afloat.

 

[hold pause]

not for peace. not for him.

for them.

for soft heads on tired shoulders.

for lungs too young to understand why the tide bites.

 

[end, hushed and resolute]

if the ocean forgets us— i won’t.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

abandoned children, first, previously suffering from domestic turmoil, the older and the stronger absorbing parental roles....

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