I Vow to Live, Again.

My vulnerabilities

Aren’t stronger

Than my character–



So last night I did.

Last night I danced–I sang.

I’m 32, but danced

Like I was 21.


I locked eyes

With masculine strangers–

They’d inch closer,

Hand on hip–but no. Not yet.


I vow to indulge

But not be consumed.

Because it was a bar

And I’m not in my twenties.


I doubt they could name

The Secretary of State

Or stimulate my intellect.

But, living again–Intoxicating.

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