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8 Thoughts
  1. I love writing.
  Perhaps it's because I teach robots to dance
  They do everything I tell them to do
  And they do it well
  But they have no imaginations.
  I am tired of teaching robots.
  I want to teach children.
  2. Her grip was like Honey.
  I wasn't sure if I liked it at first
  Her red hair was streaming in my face.
  In the beginning, she was like a rock by the side of the river
  She wouldn't move, even when I was swept into the current.
  I thought I was going to drown.
  And then she reached for me
  And I realized I liked the taste
  of Honey.
  3. Turtle.
  I loved her.
  She cradled me through all my falls and recoveries
  But she didn't tell me until later
  That I did it all by myself.
  4. Two minutes.
  That's how long I had to get through the cave
  That endless black tunnel
    winding on
    and on
    and on
    to eternity.
  I have never felt more claustrophobic before or since
  But I made it.
  In 1 minute and 47.52 seconds.
  5. Ribbons
  Silver rain falling from the ceiling
  Echoing the rain outside.
  6. I didn't think of anything today
  My mind told me.
  When Mama asked me to stop
  And pour my thoughts into a notebook
  Like orange juice into a glass
  Before the wine is all gone
  And the world still smells like flowers.
  7. Dancing makes me feel strong and alive
  At the same time realizing how brittle that life is.
  Like the mortar and pestle Molly broke last summer
  Trying to grind mint
  That we all wanted for our ice cream.
  8. Mom says to write first-thought-best-thought.
  I've been trying to do just that.
  But what if my thoughts aren't first?
  Or best?
  What if they're just thoughts like they always are...

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One of my modern dance teachers (who also happens to be my Mom) sometimes has us stop in the middle of class and write the first thing that comes to your mind. It doesn't matter if it is weird or doesn't make any sense, just write it down. She is trying to capture the raw energy we feel when we are dancing. At the end of the year we write a poem from some of our "first-thought-best-thoughts". This is mine from 2015/16.