wing clipping
They slam the car’s back door and wave goodbye
And break into a half jog, worried
they might be a little late for the 7 0’clock show
I see only the backs of my long limb girls
Silver slipping sideways across their parkas
But I can tell Erin is excited
by how her elbows press against her sides
by how she holds her hands fist like
This effort it takes her not to flap
At eleven she discovered it brought her ridicule
and so it is only in her room now
that I sometimes catch her
moving her arms wide and lithe like
as if remembering
feathers and hollow bones
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