I found another elderly short piece of mine while I was going through some folders on my writing shelf. Pretty sure I wrote this partially about my older twin sister, who is a former ballerina. Enjoy!

I’m a storyteller, an actress but I never write a word

My movements do the talking, telling stories that often go unheard Shakespeare with pointe shoes

Tolkien without a pen

I compose sonnets with my feet, my arms, my legs

Turning silence into a myriad of odes and villanelles

Somber adagios imply a tragedian air

While pirouettes and grand jetes give hint to happier tales