Wednesday, December 5, 2018

Untethered (Day 686)


You often felt you owned it: 

your brilliance

toes tickling a dance floor 

or a scuffed and rosined stage

making art so you never felt 

what was better left 

alone except for 

those small dark possibilities   

you danced untethered 

to your almost-home 


(c) 2018, by Hannah Six

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