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How delicious it is to sometimes forget

5/25/2019

 
the only thing organic in this park is the people
​who ricochet off
concrete
stairs
ramps
walls
footbridges
they have
​cargo shorts
baggy jeans
a single dreadlock
a mop of curls
a lightning bolt shaved into the hedges that surround an ear
a t-shirt with someone else's name on it
no shirt
glistening nipples
a pitbull with no leash
they leap
fling themselves from metal poles
graze the ground
propel off a bike rack
hit the wall
climb it like stairs
and for a moment
with the magnolia taste of the air in your nose
​you think you could too
you forget and remember all at once
how it felt letting your heart be the first to clear that first big drop on the roller coaster
how you straightened up your cramped neck as you rolled to a stop
how your feet once knew how to ride the down escalator
how it was to be in love with movement ​and unafraid

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