Skin sinking in goosebumps,
I reach out for you:
asylum from the dark blue
lashing out to lap me up.
Pulling my head onto your shoulder,
you whisper to me,
and I bask in the brush
of your breath on my cheeks.
Resting on my raft,
I watch the spirals
traipse away from your legs
as you propel them back and forth.
Praying for a miracle
to sweep us back to land,
you succumb to the tremors —
I don’t let go.
Akua Owusu is a junior at Milton Academy who spends most of her time in her dorm room stressing about extracurriculars. In her short life, Akua has moved back and forth between Accra, Ghana and New England suburbs. Akua’s unique experience of the world is the main motivating factor behind her writing.