(Today's prompt was to write a swing poem.)
If you don't know how to dance, try the swing.
It's simple: step to the right,
step to the left,
then swing backward, forward.
You're supposed to do it with a partner,
but it also works well alone.
Dancing tonight, a young girl, white;
young adults, all races and all ages, varied genders and body types.
A deejay spun, and the music pulsated,
as I swung awkwardly from one foot to the next
weighed down by backpack, laptop, and burdensome thoughts.
And then it occurred to me,
I could let my hair down.
I swung off my pack, shook off my thoughts,
and began to try the swing.
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