Waiting for Legs

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Lungs filled with fluid

chain her to the swamp,

drown her dreams

with their primordial

.

pull. But she lifts

her eyes from the

sludge, above the

bottom-feeding frenzy

.

to the world of

terra firma, of

grass and soil

and ambulatory

.

thrivers. Hers

is a hope that

floats to the surface,

waiting for legs.

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Even tadpoles can dream…