Vein of My Existence

Sun shoots through stark naked branches.The criss-crossed shadows explode below like swollen and varicosed veins painting the road.The path ahead of me is bloodshot at best.
by Anne Cunnigham

Friday, August 27, 2010

Beach Dancing

I'll tell you a little secret about me.

I like to get drunk and dance on the beach at night. Six year old girl dancing- in circles with arms overhead until I'm dizzy. Skip side to side dancing with elbows bent and fists tight. Hands passing from knee to opposite knee dancing is a favorite of mine but the cartwheel step has not worked well. With only the stars to illuminate my stage, I perform for Winslow all my best moves. He is not a good audience- preferring to chase the ghost crabs as they scurry into the Gulf from their sand burrows in the dunes to take a deep breath. (They hold their breath all day!) At night, the crabs are most active and most curious to the dog. We simply have a ball and the freedom of it all is very powerful.


One night I danced naked.

3 comments:

  1. Nothing beats dancing naked in the dark. I like to shower in the rain.

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  2. Found you .. I have so much to catch up on, reading your inner thoughts.

    Should have been here way before this .. but my life is just settling in with the new job

    So love you

    Kae

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  3. I knew you were my kind of girl.

    Take a plunge for me but don't get any Gulf Oil on you !

    Ollie

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