One day I decided to not grow any older
lots of luck I said to myself
(my joking self) then I looked up at the sky
which is wide its blueness its whiteness
low on my left the steamy sun rose moved
I placed my hand against it my whole hand
which is broad from pinky to thumb no my
two hands I bared my teeth to it my teeth
are strong secure on their gold posts I breathed
deeply I held my breath I stood on my toes ah
then I was taller still the clouds sailed
through me around me it’s true I’m just
like them summertime water that the sun
sips and spits into this guzzling earth
Grace Paley (2000)
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