FNS: The Goldfish by Arielle Syracuse


Every Friday night we feature a short story, essay, personal narrative,
poem, spoken word, or short film for your enjoyment.

Helen Presents: a poem  from Arielle Syracuse

From a distance,
I can see beyond the crooked glass
and through your translucent fins‐
like silk that flutters in cool air,
the beaming metal of your scaled flesh
wriggling under fresh water.
It strikes the ripples
while you bathe in sunlight,
creating whirlpools
of orange hues
that beat off your skin,
mirroring that of a sunset.
I see,
you wish to swim among the troubling
to each end
of the world‐
curving your body
against the curves of glass‐
in an endless sea
with dreams of gold.

Arielle Syracuse grew up in Pennsylvania and started writing as a child. She currently resides in California and is major in Creative Writing.


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