When I lay
In the scalding water of my bathtub
And look down at myself
I see a beach
My breasts are two towering sand dunes
Whipped and shaped by the sea breeze
Looking further down
My stomach and waist
Are the expanse of sand that meets the sea
Some rocks are scattered about
Making tide pools in the dips and concaves of my hips
Water collects in my belly button
From the last high tide
Clams and shrimp and little fish
Are trapped inside
The fine hair on my torso waves back and forth
Like fronds of kelp
Swaying with the current
My legs
Submerged in the water
Are two cliffs of rock
Making way for Mariana's trench
In between
