I lace up my silver skates
borrowed from hans
make my way down
to the mirror of the sky
one foot glides then
the other and my rhythm
sails like swans upon the water
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I kick up diamonds
as the whales watch me
above them drawing
golden scars on their clouds
— MaryBeth Printz
Anchorage
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