remuemenage

writing from the past circa 2006


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the mystery & allure of random intersecting lives ... where do they come from - where are they going. always in motion. each a tree rooted in the fertile soil of the spirit spreading outwards and up. the young southasian woman swimming in the lane beside mine. delicate cocoa skin, coarse black hair spilling in rebellious strands from the back of her swim cap. pushing herself through the water with such tentative grace. I am filled with physical longing - I want to take her in my mouth. an older trim gentleman with graying blond hair gestures me to his lane before doing a set of dips by the edge of the pool. he reveals to me with understated pride that when he started he could only muster 2 lengths and 4 dips - now he swims 70 and dips 20. inspired I stretch my youngish body to its mental/physical limits but only complete 40 lengths and 4 dips.