The Dolphin Aquarium - Room Number 2
The next room is aqua blue, fiberglass see-through, it’s the biggest room in the house, a four million gallon dolphin tank where I breed pet dolphins, there is an attached vaulted compartment with a window ceiling, the size of a walk-in closet, with a rack to hang your clothes, a small porcelain where I keep my scuba gear, and a ladder that leads to a diving point. I float weightless with nothing to lose within the water, my other home; a place of silence and peace, but never alone, gliding in a slow blue sky, spreading out like shape of a letter “X.” I fall to the floor like rain where my mind evaporates, thoughts like prisms glimmer across the salt. It’s there where the dolphins understand me. Up the ladder, fish out of water, into the real world, well as real as I can make it. Let me show you the art room before I break it.
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