Dare
I remember when
the best swimmer at the “Y”
dared me to swim
two pool lengths underwater
I tried over and over
until a game of Marco Polo
changed the subject
Now I read and read
translation after translation
looking for a lens to
understand each psalm
I dare myself to reimagine
the words as mine
I am David
I am each person
who wraps herself in words,
crossing out
adding
until the psalm is mine
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