Tide: A Short Short Story

I forgot what it means to feel intimidated by the rising of what could swallow me whole. The view of it from a distance is so beautiful. I can’t swim. Yet here I am in front of it, waiting for it to take me in. I can’t swim, so there’s no better time to not drown than now.

Tide

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