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| Joined: | Fri Jun 9th, 2006 |
| Location: | Oz, Minnesota USA |
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like an infinite number your life extends
like moon rays, like strands of music
listened to and remembered—
you were given life & visitors
came: sisters, neighbors, teachers,
men in books—
they all watched
you grow, gave you advice
concerning geometry, red
licorice & white panty love
your hand now rests
on his shoulder, young thoughts
of coffee & theme paper dance
in your head, your red dress
somewhere between black & white—
it doesn’t matter what you wear
the only moment that matters
is now: you are heir
to your womanhood, spill
yourself onto the floor, move
your feet to his rhythm,
celebrate for the rest of your life