The sun glitters on this damp surface, lighting it upSilver fish flick their tails and in a flash—they are goneIt is heavenThe warm gray water feels soft, as I touch a ripplewith my fingerEyes open, I diveRainbow trout circle me as I push water backOne bites my toe and I laughBubbles float out of my mouth,Like transparent balloonsI feel far away from Earth

Brooklyn, New York