How to Swim

When I see you,

I see an ocean, a body of water

without end. I imagine losing control,

nearly drowning in your depths.

(I almost drowned once in a backyard pool.

Flailing limbs reaching for a garden hose, chlorine biting the back

of my throat.)

For many months,

I stood at your shore and watched

how your tides came in,

only stepping in to knee height

reminding myself I don’t know

how to swim.

(The truth is, I learned to swim many years ago,

in back-to-back semesters of Swim Gym.

I learned how to pull my arms in close and then outward

in big arcs, gliding forward.

I learned how to kick with brute force,

how to swivel my head from left to right

catching air on either side.

And when I tired, I learned how to put my hips up and my head back,

so I could float.)

Then one day, in the back of the bus

after a long day of hot sun, dusk

pulled my head onto your shoulder

and I stayed.

When we hit a bump, and your hand floated to my cheek

to make sure I was okay

I wondered if I was being brave

or simply forgetting to be afraid.

(There was a moment when my body hit the bottom of the deep end,

looking up through the layers of water and sky and tree.

I felt peace.)

Later, when I told you how I felt

and the words started pulling me under,

your response was a life jacket:

Poco a poco, paso a paso

Like the philosopher Dory says,

Just keep swimming.

There is a fishing village on the coast of Jalisco

called Yelapa, named after an indigenous phrase meaning

where two rivers meet the sea

There, I asked the Moon how to cope with the tides

She said, don’t swim

Flow.

Follow me.

Courtney Ng

Courtney finds meaning and hope in connection with others, with words, with dreams. She writes poetry and creative nonfiction. She coaches young people whenever she is gifted the opportunity. She studies life and new ways of being by travelling the world (she currently is living in Mexico!). She credits this curiosity with growing up in NYC and being the child of many cultures. She journeys into the unknown with courage and hopes her life’s work helps others do the same.

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