Cassiopeia
Alexandra Kamerling

One step into crystalline air

a leaf turned at her house and I felt it

I had no fear of the dark until I turned thirty
before, darkness was Cassiopeia's light
and our trio on the other side of glass
double paned, my reflection at the piano

I played to have music to fall to
I fell on stage but the theater's light
told me I was dreaming

I will and will not have children
because my hand disappears under silted water
the leaf turns in silted water
the choreography spoke to me at night
through cassiopeia, the small pin of our meeting