Their points pierce

the thin webbing between my toes

with each slight movement,

making it impossible

for me to swim away,

so I practice pretending all day

that I’m a ballerina

with toughened feet

who can crush shells, nails, and

hearts alike

without leaving behind

trails of blood

for sharks to find.

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