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Tonight's Poet Corner: The First Chair

The First Chair by Belinda Roddie Bounce me like a cello on your knee and play all four of my strings. I tremble beneath your dancing fingertips and love the music you coax out of me. There are songs I never, ever thought I knew how to sing. There are chords we strike together at the bus stop and rundown diner. I enjoy being propped against your hips, swiveling between your knees, my sternum caressed like a fingerboard, while you draw your bow across my quivering stomach and you find all the right notes.

Today's OneWord: Van

"Dude. Where did you get the van?" "Used dealership. It runs great, actually." Nicky cocked her head and looked at me like a confused puppy. "Why? Don't like it?" I laughed. "You look like you're ready to kidnap some children." "Oh, dude. C'mon." I held up my hands in pseudo-defeat. "Sorry." "Besides," Nicky added, "even if I did have candy in this van, I wouldn't give it to bratty kids."