That's what I walked in here for

She remembered. The way a mermaid, after death and every scale decayed,

reincarnated into a simple woman with legs

will always seek the

running water of the tap / the tub / of the river / of the salty rush of the

foam

on her new toes.

She can't recall her naked torso grasping for brine under the Atlantic chill

but

she did once live there --

and her body knows that.

Anyway, it was like that.