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      May 5, 2021ShoalfishRobin Knight

      I swim with others.
      Some are dolphins, some are sharks.
      Which is which depends on the temperature of the water
      or the weather. Something: it’s not clear.
      From whale song to hammerhead thrash,
      they change their tune at the drop of a mask
      over the side, pulled deep by invisible cable
      to pressurised obscurity.
      Before I know it the warm, blue shallows shelve
      into coldness. Gloom wraps me in panic.
      I pray. My prayer says:
      “Even turtles nip if they think you’re edible.”
      Overwhelming, but it’s either that
      or swim alone.

      from #71 - Spring 2021

      Robin Knight

      “I am very high functioning ASC (and mixed race). I am hyper-vigilant and my brain is like a grandmother’s fridge—things long forgotten by others remain there preserved. I make very rapid connections between things that other people don’t—it’s like wearing winged sandals. Sometimes though I find myself in the thick of the trees unable to see the sun or the stars, wondering WTF. These ways of remembering, perceiving, and feeling are the materials of my writing.”

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