OFFICIAL NOMINEE FOR THE 2000 PUSHCART PRIZE ANTHOLOGY FROM RED RIVER REVIEW She slid tiny feet into ballet slippers and soared in swirls around the room arms extended body-suited defying gravity. Suspended in that moment I wished my fingers could dance across strings making the old Martin sing songs worthy of her sailing space and time and movement. But they couldn't. She filled silence with sounds of grace only eyes of the opened mouthed could hear.