7/5/2016 2 Comments RevolutionNot unlike knobby knees, I enjoy the spin Of atmosphere Around a tiny body Inexperienced Unaccustomed To gravity. The only difference now, Is the means of motion Sought Rather than discovered Through accident and Stumble. Now I recognize the thrill Of falling And abrupt eureka Of inevitable Solid Terrains. I work in a dance studio as a receptionist and am honored to watch children five and older dancing ballroom every night. Many abide by rule and restriction, but there are a few who take time out of lessons to simply spin in one place until they fall, which is comical to watch as that is something I did as a child frequently. It struck me one day that I still do something similar with people as an adult seeking adrenaline in unstable company—to truly value my counterparts steadied in their own regard. Just like the spinning child that seeks to lie on the floor to regain clarity through pause, I do through observation of those I keep company with, finding myself, at times, to be the spin—and others the floor.
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Donna Quinn
7/6/2016 04:15:10 am
I pictured you spinning on swings as a child as I read this. You did that often!
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Nino Martinez
7/7/2016 06:10:37 am
Beautiful!
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