Slow Dance

by Camille Smith

Don't fall in love with a man not yet a boy
who will tell you seven months after the breakup
that he doesn't get poetry.
Repurpose the words you gave him
like dry lumber leftover from the addition to the garage
and set them ablaze.

All the memories he gave you sit on the backs
of sunsets because they're only bright when the lights are out.

Don't mistake the dwindling flame
for a star.

If anyone asked, you told them
it was he who arranged the constellations
but it was you who plucked the northern lights
and put them in his irises.

It was you who danced in the crescent of the moon
and who will dance again.

Camille Isadora Smith is a Chicago-based writer and performer. She collaborated on the premiere production of Kiosk Theatre's You and I: VERSE at the 2015 Minnesota Fringe Festival, and was a featured playwright for Theatre Unbound's 24 Hour Play Festival in 2015. Her newest play will premiere at the Two Chairs and a Lightbulb Play Series in 2016, as part of the Manifest Urban Arts Festival. Camille is also a contributing writer for sporkability.org.

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