20 Paper Cheerleaders frenemies— cut-out paper dolls unfolding from white paper cheering triumphs atop pyramids successes, not struggles overlooking sturdy shoulders and bruising practice falls you start to look the same row after row flat and colorless strung between triangles of air— pieces of you, missing that harsh hands snipped away crinkling and wavering i see through you i want to crumple you pile you in the corner, without care as missed shots at the wire basket beneath my desk because i have other shots to take with more weight than paper —Anna Kander