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    Renga between Past and Present Selves

    Clad in polka dots,

    Eyes glitter despite wet toes,

    Exchanging this love.

     

    After days of rain, the sunlight

    shimmers – dappled shadows dance.

     

    Living tradition,

    Colors bleed transformation,

    An elsewhere awaits.

     

    What do our bodies know that

    text cannot articulate?

     

    Shuttling asleep,

    Lines collapse past and future.

    Who holds the power?

     

    Resisting capture, its wings

    flutter, fighting off the pin.