Lit, Lit Fiction

Bath by Jules Phan

Splash.
Why are you still here?
Splash, splash.
Why can’t you go away?
Splash, splash, splash.
Because I am you, dear.
The water engulfed her, like an animal swallowing its prey whole. It’s calm inside the darkness, a dangerous calm. She envisioned herself staying inside this bubble of water forever.
Drip.
Drip
Drip
Drip
Drip