A wave hits a nine-year-old me
Boogie-boarding in Torrance beaches
with my father and my best friend.
It pushes my head underwater and shoves
a bucket’s worth of sand into my throat.
I wish I had the endurance of a football fish
at the bottom of the ocean.
Pressure great enough to suffocate, but
continuing to breathe regardless.
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