Tonight, I sleep on an inflatable mattress,
which feels exactly as secure and un-terrifying as you’d imagine.
Always when you touch the ground, the ground touches you back.
I shift, and some unsubtle wave makes
its way around the Earth to pitch me over.
Not twice have I dreamt of falling in a pool
and finding a plastic dolphin at the bottom.
Only five of my friends are lifeguards.
Should I have tried harder at befriending?
Or maybe just a slide across the Earth,
a stream of push-back, a sprawl of pressure.
The dirt hits me so everywhere
it hardly hurts.
Cali Kopczick is a writer and freelance editor based in Seattle, Washington. She is the production manager and story editor of Where the House Was, a documentary about Seattle’s Hugo House specifically, and community place-making more generally. Her writing is out with The Offing, The Birds We Piled Loosely, Bone Bouquet, and others.