Sometimes I forget that everything doesn’t stop when someone dies. I passed the search crew looking for the boy who drowned, and not 500 feet away from the scene I see people still swimming and laughing in the water. As though nothing even happened.

I really really need to see some mountains.

A mermaid found a swimming lad,
Picked him up for her own,
Pressed her body to his body,
Laughed; and plunging down
Forgot in cruel happiness
That even lovers drown.