Bullshit
by Elizabeth Challinor
Excuse me?
I will not apologize
I agree with Mary Oliver
She didn’t want to be
Demure or respectable either
I too was that way
Asleep, as she says, for years
Once you wake up
Allowing yourself to yearn
There is no return
So
Go
Dance
Reckless on the cliff edge
Head held high
Fall
Be caught in eagle wings
Flying by
Pour your heart out into the sea
Watch the fish swallow the broken pieces of your respectability
Speak your wild truth to the moon
Grow long beautiful octopus legs
And know
It takes you to tango