I Am a Spastic Dancer
I am a spastic dancer
exuberant with giant moves, arms and legs flailing
mirth and joy spin through my pores as I tamp and stamp
I am the utmost party animal
My grandchildren love it
Their mothers hide behind prissy cloth napkins
Pretending I did not birth them
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2021
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