December 11, 2016

You look at her and think, "a girl"
She has the lips and long brown hair
But with time you might begin to notice
That "a girl" is not what's only there.

She dances in the kitchen
to music no one hears
all around her people yelling
filling silence up with tears

She points her bare toes
jumps and leaps and spins
invisible legs stretch out to trip her
to try and break her leafy stems

They do not hear the music
but maybe if they'd listen
they would understand her
and why she dances in the kitchen