Requiem for a Swimsuit

January 7, 2010
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Red swimsuit with black innards,
Elastic torn and mangled from use.
The first time I wore it
Was last year, at the beginning of swim season.
Nylon stretched like a net
Streamlining my body.
Trying to keep up with the rest,
Arms and legs slicing though the water.
We swam in the sun, in the rain,
Even when it poured: we swam.
I smell chlorine, remember
The ache in my arms and legs
Odd silence: being submerged in water.
Shoulder straps slice my skin-
A year later, I’m more experienced
Moving faster through the water.
We have a new team suit:
Taut, newly bought, not yet
The old one is beginning to fade,
Tear apart,
like so much old paper.
It only occupies space in my drawer now.

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