Slouches from spongy couches. Shoulders hunched and spirit down. Where is the dancer in you? Use this window as your rehearsal room. Straighten. What was it that teacher said? Like there’s a metal pole Going up (and down) your spine. Metallic marrow sounds monstrous. But check out the clarity of presence now. I should always stand like this. I should always sit like this. But that’s not going to wash the dishes.