The Angel Leapt Into The River Poem by Ismim Putera

The angel leapt into the river
and didn't surface for air
he had more skin than feathers
at dusk celestial dreams wavered in the water
and because of him
I tasted more tears than tide
Again simply because he was an angel
and I was a fish
I didn't surface for the sun
the river was where his wings
mingled amongst those moonlit seagrasses
I swallowed only the bubbly air