radical girlsLiz Henryeverything should bow down before you as you walk releasing magical doves from your fingertips spiders crawl from your backpack and the bag with your laptop shouts with stickers the cars fall silent their thumping hearts ecstatic car radios and boom boxes hold their breath at your long legs and combat boots with pink laces (thickets of corn and sugarcane sprout up tall fruitful from cracks in the sidewalk only for the heavy stalks to bend and part to make a path they throw themselves down at your feet like dream songs because the night around your head swirls with stars because of the way we looked at each other for one moment everything should bow down before the imaginary universe that we just saw and the world is in motion in a city that becomes paradise because we are unable to stop talking which makes our feet slowly leave the ground (and the lights in all the buildings go out because love is beyond reason
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