Sometimes I dance on the moon.
I’ve heard it somewhere.
The sky is a door.
Silver tears are a familiar soft melody. I am held by arms.
Churning in my soul there is a memory. I knew it, I know it.
Patient steps and then a twirl.
Little girl looks at Pleiades. Can she swim to them?
A gentle leap into the dark. Something reaches out to catch.
Sometimes I dance on the moon.
Gabriella McClellan is poet based in Greensboro, North Carolina. At age eighteen, Gabriella has been writing poetry for eleven years. She furthered her education of poetry by attending Duke University’s Young Writer’s Camp. Gabriella lives and works on a small farm where she derives much of her writing inspiration from.