An Ode to Dance Moms

For living in your cars amidst the smell of old dance shoes; For living room rehearsal sessions, going over movement cues; For tuition, for costumes, for fees you didn’t disclose; For venting about the life of a dancer and all of its many woes; You’ve been my cheering section, my toughest critic, too; And I […]

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