Suspended as though held by hands, I am silent as a fish, hiding my cumbersome legs.               Lie back, lie back,   they say, as the girls dance a shocking blue.  

Two rubber ducks

A drama unfolds in this metropolis of bubbles — two lost on the high seas, their magic carpet no match for the vortex raging past the plug and down the pipes and under the asphalt, out into the harbour and through the narrows toward Ireland and beyond.   Saved by a girl with a watchful…