For the sake of Dance

The room was radiant with brassy light. The children were laughing, the lights were flashing. And the buzzers were screeching.  Everything seemed to whirl about. From the smells of warm bodies to the travelling breaths of stark foods.

To the sounds of pungent music, next to the clusters of voices.

A mere pivot in a hurried moment.

Writing and photograph by Alecia Writes.