FICTION
GWEN ATKINSON

'Underwater'

31 March, 2023

By Gwen Atkinson

Gwen Atkinson '26 is a guest writer, contributing a range of fiction works for The Roar.

Underwater, everything is blue
The blue surrounds everything
It weaves through the cracks
Sneaks into every corner
Hides, always there

Underwater, you only hear impressions
Meaningless words are swept away
Sounds fade into the aquamarine
Only glimpses of feelings

Underwater, memories are kept
Because water is always there
Water is a cerulean treasure box
And you must be ready to pluck things out

Underwater, the world seems to bend
You can dance without falling
You can sink before you breathe
Limbs are bold strokes of watery beige
Stark against the periwinkle deep
But the more you fall
Through memories and impressions
The more you blend
One with the blue
Underwater