walking to the dance studio
the soles of my shoes ripped half back
so they make the slap – slap – slap
you’d think i was on my way
to water ballet by the wet feeling
between my toes as the holes
let in puddles.
a raindrop drops on my nose
and i wonder what my parents would
say if i got a diamond piercing
right where the cool sensation lingers
on my skin.
(c) Lauren Otheim – 2010