Will it storm? I am trying to remember what I know. The cloud buildup, the morning's soft edges. Mares' tails, high cirrus closing in. Stratus. Take big scoops from the sky Trystan said when we swam yesterday. We practiced diving for rings. We practiced skimming the pool floor like bottom feeders. We were getting better at being fish. My mother's advice at night before bed: lay out your clothes for tomorrow so you know what you're wearing. You cannot wear everything at once.
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