Poetry Pride

Drowning love

This is part of the June 2022 Pride poetry series.

  1. Hand upon my shoulder, as I gasp again to breathe
  2. Breaking through the surface but I’m pushed back underneath
  3. There’s water up my nostrils, and water in my lungs,
  4. And the water in my mouth is lashing at my tongue.
  5. Bob above the splashing to catch another breath
  6. Coughing hard for living but on the verge of death.
  7. Seconds turn to hours, and hours turn to days,
  8. And weeks and months and years go by, the drowning leaves me dazed.
  9. The caring arms that held me down to change who I could love
  10. Broke my heart, indeed they did, but not to who they thought.

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By Kim Siever

Kim Siever is an independent journalist based in Lethbridge, Alberta. He writes daily news stories, focusing on municipal, provincial, and federal politics, specializing in investigative journalism and critical analysis from a leftist political lens. He also writes regular editorials on general politics and social issues.

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