“I don’t dance,”

I told everyone who asked.

“I’m terrible at it.”

So I didn’t.

I sat on the sidelines and watched.

I used to dance.

I didn’t question it when my feet

Would tap of their own accord and my body

Would wiggle around with delight.

“I was young and I was stupid.

It was embarrassing.”

I’m still young and I’m still stupid.

I’m still terribl...

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