"This space is sacred" she said
as she walked slowly across the room
her feet were clumsy, careless some would say, as if she could care less
stepping onto my mat as I stood heroically in warrior pose
her dirty feet left imprints like elephant tracks through mud puddles
trampling over my manduka
I swear to god I heard her say “I’ma take a poop on ya”
or that’s what it felt like
“This space is sacred” she said
she couldn’t give a fuck I thought
at least that’s what it felt like
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