by Carole Johnston
Remember
whirling and twirling until you fell down dizzy and watched the
sky spin and the sun spat rainbows like a cinematic
mandala and you were Robin Hood Dog and you were the Sugar Plum
Fairy and you were the Wickedest Witch in the Hood and you were
Nancy Drew before you realized you didn’t need a
man to save you and then you were a
Dragon Roaring down street and then . . .
and then . . .
you could . . . fly?
Remember that?
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