“At night I dream of swimming, my arms move smoothly through the water it is so easy, so calm.”
“The world beyond the water was a blue of green and stone and blue. A moment later Yoshi pushed through, the water pouring down in sheets so smooth it looked like glass, and stepped into the calm [p. 296]”
“The great fish moved silently through the night water.”
“That day I carried the dream around like a full glass of water, moving gracefully so I would not lose any of it.”
“I'd been so lonely for touch that I'd run for miles at night with shin splints just to move through air. His arms, even in memory, were like a coat I could wear.”
“I moved my arms through the water, feeling them float on the surface, watching the waves and wake that followed my gesture. Here was magic, I thought. Here was something holy.”