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On one hot and sticky summer night, I was lying down arms out like wings and legs together; Slowly I closed my eyes and relaxed into a deep coma sleep. When I opened them, I rose up on the sand near the ocean while the water washed it up.
Without any fear, the water formed into an agitated tidal wave, swept me into the ocean with my arms out liked wings and toes pointed downward. As I was on top while lying on my back, I saw the beautiful clouds they looked like no birds or planes flown through; Unexpectedly, it dropped me into the ocean with my body folded like a fetus that’s inside of a womb. I swam to the top but it swept me back onto the sand, face down, rolled over, sat up, and watched the wave went back to water as normal. With my arms behind me, I looked down at my breast through the white silk camisole dress, then at my naval, and last my genital. While I was getting up- I woke up and heard the commotions of the hood outside of my opened window: “Ah man you got some blow”, “hey miss you got a quarter to spare so I can get on the bus.” I saw cars passed by blowing their horns in the early hours to cars in front of them who weren’t driving fast enough. Then I watched a homeless person looked into the garbage for whatever they could find while the tidal wave was still on my mind.
