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upon learning my girlfriend is a mermaid
Tamara Jerée
girls grow into maps who are always endangered by water and wind and fire and glacial lust you explained when you slipped from our bed and said you were going back to the sea but what do you mean going back i said you have always been here you have always been a great swimmer you have always made the best tea you have always— i do not want to be cartographied onto backs of dead whales i do not want to be valued only for the treasures i remember the ones encased in salt that never erodes but we can buy a bigger bathtub we can move to a cottage closer to the sea i would dust sand over the dining room floor i would read you books about the sea before bed i could wear seashells in my hair the ones that clatter as i walk just like my bones will shake without you we could build a kingdom in the sea just the two of us and the most glittering swordfish to guard us the swiftest currents to enclose us sirens to sing us to sleep but i did not come from the sea this town would have me clip the ocean’s wings and deliver them in a jar you are not landlocked my love the sea becomes you
Tamara Jerée's poetry appears or is forthcoming in Strange Horizons, Uncanny (Disabled People Destroy Fantasy), and Arsenika. You can find them on Twitter @TamaraJeree or visit their website tamarajeree.com.