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Ginny tried to drag me into the flimsy canoe to take me away to the adriaic sea. Ske had her baby soft arms wrapped around mine and she had wet sad silly tears in her eyes. Saying "nothing nothing will make me leave you." I didn't want to hurt her. I pushed my toes into the sand on the shore and rocked myself into a silent hum. She was standing there with the water up to her knees. All blue and grey. She was grey to me. A pretty girl with long brown hair and red lips wanting me to run off into teenage twilight. I sought nothing. I would have died alone in the sand had it not been for her. She pulled my hair and kissed my ears until the next time I opened my eyes. I was with her and we were floating across the water. She had her whole body against mine. She had her babys breath tangled up in my guts and my head. She had it all. She had me and me and mine. Mine all. Mine everything. I could see the shoreline growing thin and small. Almost green. Oh my Ginny, she wanted to drown us. She wanted to throw us to the mermaids and let the seasheels be our eyes. She wanted to make the earth flow in and out of our mouths in blue and purple gusts. She had me all tied to her stupid mast and she had my heart where it belonged. drowning with hers in her wooden boat. A wooden boat for two wooden girls. Rotting from the inside out.