As the Light Changes

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In a crack on the pavement’s skull
runs the red life of a little leaguer
hugging the black truck wheel to his chest.
His final breaths live on without him
in the gasps of witnesses.
Coached to keep his eye on the ball,
perhaps he chased a foul ball too far;
perhaps the brakes failed, or the light.

Before crossing the one-way street for lunch,
I look both cluttered ways,
right behind and dead ahead.

223 thoughts on “As the Light Changes”

  1. Sue Neufarth Howard

    The sad tragedy of this child’s loss so eloquently expressed – the first four lines hit me hard.

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