by Sophie Grindon

When we were smooth
The hours seemed to fold into one another.
And our eyes never watered
Because the sun was gentle then.
When we were smooth only silence could make us cry
And so we did.
We cried constantly and the tears ran like freeways effortlessly into one another.
We touched
And I couldn’t feel any imperfections
No scars allowed
Even our knuckles seemed to lose their crease those days.
We used to swim every morning
And we would let the water
Into our mouths
And swallow it
To let more smooth in.
We would swallow until the chlorine started to upset us
and then bake in the gentle sun till early afternoon
When we were smooth
Words came out of our wet lips with ease.

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