Jumping Into a Spring River Is Even Worse Than Biking Through Insects
The confidence to be unsure — a free verse poem
And indeed there will be time
To wonder, “Do I dare?” and, “Do I dare?”
— The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock, T.S. Eliot
It’s May 1989 — a line of sheepish pink penguins, my toes
peek over the edge of the dilapidated dock.
My soles are…