Dorothy Rigory..
My legs tuned to the rhythm of bliss
Rolling like a wheel on the dance-flaw
Like a Ballerina
Dorothy Rigory...
My steps are engraved in caucasian sounds
Moving out of the Curb of my tradition
Rolling into the depth of ritual twists
— The culture of the white
Dorothy Rigory...
What an interesting dance
Slow and wry, my coy legs
Like a rock being shifted
To the realms of yonder worlds
Dorothy Rigory...
The world of the whites
Here I am...

👻 Ghost Writer