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The Circus Narrative
she hears the cheering,
the big drums, the cymbals
and daddy’s narrative.
…hears the crowd’s laughter,
the clown’s are after.
her heart beats rapidly
at the possibility
that the pail
could contain
confetti or water
…the blind muses.
she sees
what she calls gray,
the big elephant
on parade.
she’s so high
on a tightwire -
she exhales clouds.
she sees more than
the audience.
she breathes
the embodied-air
of excitement.
Copyright ©
Kim Rodrigues
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