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I forgot sea horses 

existed. 

I hope you 

haven't. 

They kind of look like 

ear wax. 

Which now that I 

think about, 

I am also grateful 

for. 

I am waiting for the dance revival to come around again
That high from shaking cells up
Throwing limbs through the air
The pendulum swings back
Motion inertia motion
Limber hips
Muscles longer and stronger
And the feeling of making something
Come true
From thin air

AT LAST

When I finally become a woman

I’ll sneeze myself into something

more/less durable

a bride’s caress

with pruner’s strength

blue diamond filtered water kiss

against the hatchback

darling  darling  darling

I’ll say

this is the right decision

today is the first day of the rest of our

decisions

Holding a Name

At one point in 2014, there was something going on.
In 2015, I got my period so hard I wanted to cut
something out from inside the middle of myself.
In 1999, I cried in church about a cat that something
had taken from us, our family, from underneath the porch.
Something was in the shadowy parts,
crouching behind my peripherals in places I can't
put a finger on or hold a name to.

Something is eating the tomatoes outside
and a different something is eating away
at the lining of my friend's stomach.

I have dreams that I submerge something in the water
and hold it there to see how it twists and turns and maybe
struggles or maybe thrives and swims free.

In 2018, I have this raw, distinct feeling
that I'm misunderstanding something.