that week she’d already
shown me like fifty videos
of these dancers
all over Instagram
with millions of likes
and they were African just like me . . . sort of
moving to drums or songs
that sounded like the music
my dad and his friends played
at Nigerian parties or what
I used to hear in class
without a pointed toe
in sight
but I know
somebody had to have
taught them
I know you don’t just
wake up knowing how
to move like that