green pool at night

she is standing on the edge of the pool, her skin illuminated ivory from the lights on the back of the house. shadows trace dark shapes behind her neck and knees and elbows. from the house the water looks still and calm. there is no wind, no waves, no natural movement tonight. but to her the water is hovering and shifting below her, a transparent green moving mass. it would make her visible, draw attention to her uncertain decisions, send out splashing soundwaves to the world. poised over it, she remains unseen, she can walk away bone dry invisible. there are so many reasons not to get wet; her hair will stick together tomorrow, her bandaid will slip off her skin and get stuck in the filter, her eyes will sting and form tiny white light halos around the lights when she gets out. she stands outside for too long and the lights on the house disappear. it's windy now so she goes inside.