That sumptuous force that allows me to sit on the hinge of my hip. That keeps me pressed against. That turns my back into a wave that makes me like the ocean to be like the ocean in a body that is gravity that is magic that is the blessing of being alive. I like to use you, Gravity. You hold things together. You make the branches of trees fall open like the vessels of a heart. But I’m selfish. I love you because you make me dance. Because I don’t have to try to fold myself ov