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Oct 2011
It whirls around touching my body
at all times, grazing my skin
leaving minor scratches behind.  

Reaching down it rolls across my
back and onto my hand which is
pressed against my spine

I bend at the elbow and levitate the
hoop towards the sunbeams keeping
my skin warm. 

Around my fingers one by one the
hoop spins in a perfect circle at
any speed I desire

I pull the hoop in front of me and
jump through bringing the hoop
back to the sky,  

I whip the air and bring the hoop
into an isolation,

Zig-Zag until it gets closer
forcing the hoop to my elbow for a ride
until…                                      
                                                          The Drop.
The hoop spins through the sky straight
up then down to my arm, back to my
hand and into another isolation.

All within one minute.
Written by
Julia Ann
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