mermaid i spent all night binding fish until they lay still in the water like a photograph. i held my breath for nineteen years always waiting to wake up in the river. surface is a place where you finally inhale or else bury yourseld. swimming, the sun is a bear's maw. i roast a rainbow & devour as if it were the day's catch; this is what a promise is good for. singing comes from all my drains so i plug them with socks. it's august so the grass begins to tell rumors all night. "the poet is really a girl inside a boy inside a girl." in response, i cut my tongue out & release it into the creek. cross my legs to picture the fin but it doesn't come.