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grace. My mother glanced away, moved her hand, Wow, my mother said, one of her very last words.
back and forth, like she was erasing something.
Wow.
Her final gift to me. Whoosh.
She wants to see you dance again, my brother, who was beside me, said.
But, I said.
That’s what she wants, Beth. Look.
My brother returned the video to the track fea-
turing the two minutes of me. To that opening
lift, that outside spin, that rise and fall, that
whisk, that glamorous red. To the beginning
dancer whose shoulders were high and whose
open turn faltered and whose lift might have
soared but didn’t, whose curtsey was crooked. for Innovative Teaching & Mentoring.
Excerpted from Nest. Flight. Sky. Reprinted with permission from Shebooks.net. All rights reserved.
Kephart is the award-winning author of 21 books, her most recent Handling the Truth: On the Writing of Memoir; a partner in Juncture Workshops; professor of creative non ction at the University of Pennsylvania, where she received the 2015 Beltran Family Award
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Sunset
oil on wood
48” x 72”
By Ayesha Samdani