fbpx

Activity

  • WINNER: New Year’s Dance

    you come from a story of love

    so it’s only natural for you to carry so much of it on your sleeve.

    your mom believes in miracles because of your breath, so why shouldn’t you?

    you come from thick texas drawls,

    cigarette smoke,

    hairspray,

    and tents made out of bedsheets and dining chairs.

    a student of opera

    and a dropout almost-rockstar

    smiled and decided that life

    was found in each other,

    your first example of juliet and romeo.

     

    there’s a memory somewhere of you

    in dad’s old studio

    with big headphones on and a smile on your face

    and that’s where you got your biggest gift

    a strum of a guitar

    and clatters of a drum kit

    right in front of you.

    your dad knew you would love it like he did

    just as your mom knew you were a soprano

    and from then on you let the music hold your hand

    and put you to sleep.

     

    you never lost it as you grew up

    you measure your life with different songs

    many different genres in your blood.

    your grandma always knew you could dance

    even if your body seemed to hold you captive

    and that’s the kind of faith you believe in.

    the kind of faith that doesn’t scream at you to repent

    no kind of sin to confess

    just belief in the people around you.

     

    you carry that faith into the new year

    as you dance with your girlfriend straight into midnight

    and you notice how no one judges you for the way that you move.

    your entire life, the bruises on your knees had been your identity

    and you’d apologized for almost every step you had taken

    until someone you had chosen bought you boots with easy zips on the side

    and held your bones with such nuance

    such marvel

    in a way they had never been held before

    held not out of obligation

    but out of love.

     

    so as you dance,

    you know that you are beautiful.

    and as you count down to a complete rotation,

    you know

    for the very first time

    that you exist infinitely

    that your soul has been made over

    more times than you can fathom

    and that there is no right or wrong way

    to breathe

    there is only life.

     

    and under a new year’s sun,

    you will no longer apologize

    and you will dance without remorse.

    Voting is closed

    Subscribe  or  log in to reply

Mange push notifications