Fall 2010 / Issues / Poetry 2010 / Volume 41

Dance Imperative — Phyllis Grilikhes

I sit with my back against a cool wall

the last dancer has gone

leaving pleasant, unsettled air from the cuff of movement

and strains of music that linger through a sleeve of silence

remaining footprints bid me to cover them before they fade

with my own

one more time

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