When I was nineI chasedA soccer ballOnto pavementFocused onlyOn catching it.Did not seeThe basketballEscape the older kidsPlaying on the court.First I knew of itWas whenIt bounced off my headLifted meAll of four feet tallOff the groundInto the air.Glasses flew off my faceI hovered a momentBefore I cameCrashing down.Left wrist bentI lay stillAs the crowd gatheredContinue reading “Poem: Scars”
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