Today we made our own poem in class. Mine was centered around dance and how that impacts everything I do.
Our sweaty feet and sticky skin
From five to ten for 252 days,
rehearsing till the day ends
Laying down and taking in the people around us
the music starts again as our bones begin to fuss
Staring up at the blinding lights of the space,
tasting the sweat dripping off our face
We’re all bruised, but our bodies are tough,
no matter the challenge, we are doing what we love
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