I’m starting to feel my toes again the feeling has returned  to my ankles  my shins  my knees snaking its way around  my waist, my ass up the middle of my back tracing my spine  vertebrate by vertebrate, and occasionally gets stuck  like an ascending wooden rollercoaster, jolting and threatening  to dump me out of…

Parade of One

I dreamt that I was a parade with tiny flags in my hair and everywhere— I wrapped my streamers around you to pull you in, forgetting you weren’t a part of the spectacle, but what is a parade of one?