NaPo #16: Flutter

Flutter

He rejected her already but changed
his mind and hinted and winked (okay the winks

were figurative but there was a winkishness
to something in his shoulders and his chin

if not in the literal flutter of an eyelid)
and she flinched knowing now it’s time

to confess that the rejection made her happy
and free and she had plans, plans and freedom

to open up the boxes in the closet and blow
the dust from the boxes in the closet and hook

the hollowbone wings on her scapulae
and fly (not that she could take off from the ground

she needs to climb something tall and just topple
and swoop and almost fail and fall and almost
die but not quite. Not quite).

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