When the cold membrane of the waves washed over me, I wished it would peel my skin back. Lap up my identity and dribble my name and dreams from the corner of its mouth. You had my skin, you had my brother’s skin, I had no use for it after that. Washed again, I let a wave blanket me, hoping within its cocoon I could meld fingers together, mash feet into flagellum, and propel backwards through the sea, before names and dreams.
Chad MacDonald is a creative writing major from Longwood University, and a current student in West Virginia Wesleyan’s MFA program. Chad has published fiction/CNF in Five2One Magazine, Writing For Peace, Commonline Media, and many others. This is his first work of poetry published.