‘the dance is a poem of which each movement is a word.’- mata hari

baby ballerinas wait backstage for their moment in the sun 

emotions are mixed

at last

in the spotlight

shining bright

one tiny dancer goes rogue

decides to solo

sure sign

she is of my clan

love her even more for that.

(here’s to you, grandie B)

—

‘dancing is just discovery, discovery, discovery.’

~ martha graham

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