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Nov 2012
constricted even in the way we move our bodies
told that awkward
little
movements
are
inexcusable

things to be laughed at, hidden, and learned to avoid
girls must dance by swaying their hips
in broad
round
circles
boys must shift their weight from
foot
to
foot

The motions must be fluid
like water through irrigation channels

no room for random gyrations
for the freeing movement
with no control

We have forgotten
we must lift our feet
to show our souls
Written by
Sabrina Kent
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