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WRITTEN AT A DANCE

April 20, 2020

POET-IN-RESIDENT AT RICE HOUSE
DURHAM, NORTH CAROLINA MAY, 1995

Watching young women dancing
Reminds me of the time
I was thin and danced
with Thorn Sparkman
winning contests.
What happened?
Woke up covered with fat -
Buried under pounds XX Sizes.
Now, I'm digging out
Rice my shovel,
Walking the snow plow.
That thin Sally will return.

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