351 i felt my life with both my hands to see if it was there i held my spirit to the glass to prove it possibler i turned my being round and round and paused at every pound to ask the owner s name for doubt that i should know the sound i judged my featuresjarred my hair i pushed my dimples by and waited if theytwinkled back conviction might of me i told myself take courage friend thatwas a former time but we might learn to like the heaven as well as our old home 