Apnea

I almost named this poem "Lacuna."

Apnea

Swim fast,
towards wrecks already lost;
dive down beneath
and look!—
here, the chaos sown—
push past to the surface,
next the horizon;
where the new spring waits.

Image Credits + Author's Note:

Originally published in 2019, this post included personal life updates that will feel outdated by the time you read this. I have reformatted to include the contents of the original poem included in the artwork only.

Images: Golden Gate Bridge (via @ericluis)   ·   Green room with stairs (via @designmilk)  ·   Storm surfer (via @sebzanella)   ·   Amber eye (by Corinth Suarez)   ·   Shipwreck (by Andreas Dress)    ·   Black and white crashing wave (via @victorrcostta)   ·   Swimming coi (by Corinth Suarez)   ·   Beliefs and create quote (via @designsponge)

Graphic by Victoria McGinley

2 Comments

  1. 3.5.19

    February is the month for me. Despite being a short month it drags and drags – and the weather in San Francisco hasn’t been helping. Hang in there!

    • 3.5.19
      Victoria said:

      On the plus side, at least we’re out of drought conditions for the year. But I feel you…I’m ready for some sunshine here in SF!

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