How Joy Dances Through You
A poem
there’s something about the way joy drowns you,
slowly and then all at once,
that makes you want to just stay there, floating,
glitter spewing from the tips of your fingers,
heart warm and beating, strong, like you’re thinking
“hey, maybe this is the reason they say life is a privilege”
i want to hold onto that feeling
savor it
feel it
love it
let it consume me even when I’m doing the smallest things
like smelling my afternoon tea
or dancing throughout my office like no one is watching,
better yet like everyone is watching — because who cares otherwise?
i want joy to find me, easily,
because i’m open to it,
because i welcome it,
because its friends are already a part of me, dancing,
and they just want to join the party.
Nia Simone McLeod is a lot. She’s an ex-Justin Bieber fan fiction writer. She’s a bad idea factory. She’s even an Instant ramen connoisseur. But, at the top of the ever-growing list of titles is “perfectly mediocre writer”, dishing out lukewarm takes on everything from pop culture to mental health. For more rambles, subscribe to her newsletter Baby Giraffe.
