Episode 27 She Floats
b'She floats. Even at the restaurant where she works nights and some days everyone else is greased like pigs and piglets but there she is behind the counter--floating. She\\u2019s a cure (the perfect cure) and hour-after burns that could have been serious but never rose to the occasion. She\\u2019s got those, been there, done that, sort of freckles. The kind that are scattered about, just a few, perfectly strewn across the face. They don\\u2019t yell or scream, they are just little bits of sun settled in all the right places. They are just sun that happened to fall into the right places. Even they float. I wonder if anyone else sees her. Am I alone? I\\u2019m still in line at this point and I can\\u2019t stop thinking: \\u201cWho is going to believe me?\\u201d\\n\\n--- \\n\\nSend in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/nakedpoetry/message\\nSupport this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/nakedpoetry/support'