The Merman

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Submitted: July 18, 2017

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The Merman

It’s a midnight swim in a basement pool. I’m not supposed to be here at this hour. I know this because the lady at the front desk is running after me, shouting “you’re not supposed to be here at this hour!” I take off my trousers and pitch them at her. That only seems to amplify her conviction for stopping me. I hastily lower my underwear which prompts the front desk lady to yell “no!” repeatedly. I feel the humid poolroom air envelop my buttocks. I’ve nearly reached the pool and my underwear is almost off. That’s when I notice I’m stretched out on the poolroom floor, limp as a market fish. One glance confirms that I’ve tripped on my underwear which is bunched up at my ankles. I kick them off. Now I’m naked, wheezing and snorting through my bloody nose.

The silent poolroom is disturbed only be the echoing symphony I’m conducting in my efforts to breathe. I bathe in the rolling waves of pain. The front desk lady has gone, probably to call someone about the naked, winded man bleeding on the poolroom floor. With a struggle and subdued splash, I flop into the water. I think to myself: ‘you really achieved what you wanted to achieve today, Steven.’ 


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