You can tell she is counting exit signs.
You can tell she has left
her shoes by the door, laces already tied.
Leaving is an easy art to learn. But the
advanced steps – the pirouettes and arabesques
are difficult to master.
This is how I disappear in pieces.
This is how I leave while not moving from my seat.
This is how I dance away.
This is how I’m gone before you wake.