The Fieldstone Review

Exit
or dancing, for what it’s worth
and it’s not about not being disabled

by Samir Knego

When I dream about dancing I don’t dream about being able to stand or step or spin
I don’t dream about dancing as something physical, not really
I don’t dream of it as something that my body could do or cannot do or should or would do. No,
I dream of dancing as a feeling, as a joy as a floating as a you and I
In space somewhere just moving and laughing and being together
And maybe there is music and maybe there is only perfect silence but somehow
I know that this feeling, this being, this thing that is of my body but not quite in it--
That this is dancing, for what it’s worth.