Drama Class
By ylake
Tue, 21 Oct 2008
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Droplets of water in drama class
evaporate from wooden floors
I tried to be
petite girls in polo necks
carefree shadows
springing in black tights
painting afternoon stripes
waves skimming breasts
a priestess
fanned by the webbed feet of swans
hair hung with lilies
tides grasping at sand
adolescence at our ankles
we side-stepped
watching ghostly fistfuls dissolve.
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