|"Map of Algonquin National Park of Ontario" by Department of Crown Lands and Resources Records Archives of Ontario, AO2903.|
I spent a summer learning that lake,
swimming in a knot of three,
dock to buoy to buoy to buoy --
a constellation of Javex bottles anchored somehow to the bottom of the lake,
impossible to see from shore.
We measured our days in arm strokes and breaths pulled in above the surface,
tracing the triangle every afternoon
until the leaves started turning.
I love swimming and finding swimming holes, and when I'm not in the water, I'm writing love letters to cities with The Love Lettering Project and working on a novel.