But for one literary dance
I have come to accept that I
tell a decent story.
This may sound like a strange
statement to some… perhaps
especially those who would
like such a talent.
However what I would truly
love is to dance with
the language… to press my
hand gently, yet decidely upon
its back and sway with it
upon a page.
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