Mammaaaa! Mammmaaa!!!! I could feel her rising distress in my body. forfuckssake. I couldn’t remain in the sea. I was commanded by her cries. My body stomped me back to the beach, ignoring the stinging stones, my feet thumping angrily on the sand, and bent down to pick her up. I found myself soothing, stroking her hair, swallowing myself again, emptying myself like a bucket of seawater onto the sand. She calmed, and the fire ants receded, hushed. My body cooled as her cries ceased. My nervous system settled down as we slotted together again. I was relieved, satisfied, high on the smell, the
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