by little camilla jean
(He actually wasn’t nice to me…)
Hands to elbows. Rag doll. Nod yes, shake no.
(He used my secrets indiscreetly…)
I lift halfway and place palms on thighs, crown forward like I’m supposed to.
(He used me.)
I forward fold.
Now I have to rise, feeling every vertebra as I go, and stand tall in mountain pose.
(Will I surmount this?)
Hands to heart’s center.
(I don’t have to act strong because of him…)
I swan dive.
(I fell beautifully…)
I’m back to rag doll now.
(She’s cool. I like her.)
Nod yes. Shake no.
Yes, shake no.