Diving is how
you’ll make something
of your life
Like some sort of sun flower,
reach in all directions
until you find
another death
food comes and goes
and so do you
(you are food)
Imagine the weight
with which
you throw your body
in the water
The wind churns
and gasps at the water
as much as it can
tentacles are near,
open, waiting
Should the color fade,
I’ll take what’s left
and feed it to the younger
On the surface
of the world,
that something—
it’s listening
to the fin slapping
in what
(some)
course
of direction
(diving)
Leah Clancy just moved to Los Angeles like everyone else. She still remains unrelated to Tom Clancy.