From “fifteen balls of feathers” by Ada Limón:
I wanted to be a hummingbird.
It made sense to long for rapid wings and the ability to hover always—to be Huitzilopochtli taming my snakes.
Sometimes though, the thought exhausts me and
I want to be a slow horse, a tennis shoe.
FIGURE B ME TWIRLING IN A GAUZY BLUE DRESS IN THE AFTERNOON SUN
FIGURE C THE ORIGIN OF LOVE








