No Title,
April 2004

The tiles are white, as is her body
she sits in the bath
her toes interrupting the faucet's stream
her thoughts drowned out by the water's pressure
their beginnings evaporating, dissipating with the rising steam
she sinks into the tub trying to completely submerge her curves
the passage of time prevents her
taking a breath, she lowers her head below the water's surface and
remembers a time when she used to float in bathtubs
stretching her legs and arms out, trying to reach both ends.