Messages from an Airport Hotel


We spent a night at an airport hotel.
Souls are always in transit at airports
so it’s not a very restful night’s sleep.

But it was paid for so we stayed there and
the room we received overlooked the pool.

The universe sent us that poolside room.

I pulled out the swimsuit that had stayed in
my suitcase for two weeks of vacation.
All that unfulfilled swimming potential.

I did not worry about how I looked.
I thought only about how I felt
in the warm water
kissed by the sun’s rays
happy like a seven year old.

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