I am alone

acting like I’m done acting.

i feel like dancing,

I am in the park surrounded by people.

i bob my head

i rock my body gently.

i smile as my body dances softly.

because I am here with them,

and they are here with me.

the contradiction of soft dancing

and feeling seen

watched

judged

loved

is what reminds me I am human.

 

i dance like people are watching.

because when I dance,

people turn to look.

when I smile, people notice.

and that’s okay.

 

i get to bob my head,

and tap my feet

and sit on my blanket

and smile.