Search for the Drowned and Disintegrated

Prepared in my one-piece, black, rib cage bathing suit and snorkel gear we were all taken out to sea by 

Captain Rene

A really awesome dude and a stud muffin -loved the rum and cokes, bonus!

Look him up on Trip Advisor

http://www.tripadvisor.com/ShowUserReviews-g147248-d2465576-r130945109-Snorkeling_Aruba-Oranjestad_Aruba.html

Below is a sunken German ship from WWII - The German dudes sunk it rather than give it up. (Men, what ever would you go and do a thing like that for anyway!)

It was a very Titanic-ish experience but without Celine Dion!(small mercies).

I was; however,very disenchanted I did not discover any remains. 

These kind of wrecks gave me the heebee- jeebees. (Below) It wouldn't take much to slice your leg open on a rusted piece of salty metal and die of blood poisoning!

(Even though the blood red would look decadent mixed with the vibrant blues of the sea. Seriously, look in the gift shops!)

My very Favorite thing to do was to "swim with the fishes"! In the middle of a huge school I became one with with my dinner. I think they thought I was fabulous anyway!

Poetry

Reprieve

If I had a dollar for every time I said, “I will be O.K”,

I would be afforded a magnificent ocean view while wasting away on false hope.

The kind you can’t talk yourself out of.

Just leave me the hell alone on my loungy chair in the sun, and don’t knock over my booze.

Step off and Leave me be until everyone has left, the sun has set over the ends of the earth and I will take a deep breath of sea air,

 Enjoying my perfect, painful moment

…….. In a place of beauty.

 Laura Chowanski, 2012

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