Dropouts Have More Fun

Stroking ‘round the rink at twelve fifty-four on a Wednesday,
three months after quitting a nine-to-five life, I can feel
the way I could love living inside this body, which is mine
without always feeling like it.

Readjusting my gaze to avoid the eyes of the guy
in the Bruins jersey, I can feel my thighs, my hip-flexors working,
can feel my way to loving the ways in which they bend and stretch,
and the ways in which they don’t.


Sidney Dritz is currently reevaluating what to do with the rest of her life, which makes the angle to take in bios tricky. She finished her three-college tour of America at the University of Southern Maine, and her poetry has appeared in Glass Poetry Press’s #PoetsResist series, in Claw & Blossom, and in Measure for Measure: An Anthology of Poetic Meters.

Categories: Poetry

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Shawn Berman runs The Daily Drunk. You can follow him on Twitter @Sbb_writer.

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