Nomination

“Glass Box Girl” Cassia Mullin

When I
sit and sketch
sprawling lines and
morphing people

When I
stare at dancing flames
smearing goldfish at the empty space

When
colorful cables
are the only connectors
to the world, to the page

When I
don’t need
wings to fly or
feet to run

Then I
feel for a
method to shatter the glass
and I
raise my hands for open skies

But I
look at my hands all
covered in chalk, oils
ink
leaving smears on fragile glass

I
stay on track; a
music box dancer in your
little glass box of ideals

As a
memory of a photo
of a long-time-ago me.