beyond that morninghe slid along the cracks of the sidewalk kicking at the tufts of earth and plant that rose up in-between that morning his mother broke his bat across her knee he shined his soles on the soft round stones imbedded in the rough all around only minutes later she fired a mouthful of wine into his eyes he spit into the street lept the curb and danced through the light of the traffic climbing from the floor she hurled handfuls of potting soil and words he moved into the next block and wavered over signs with his eyes drawing a large white wall on her wet knees she gave chase and odor and commands he stood still for the streetlights waiting to snap on into the night and at last she cursed him out beyond the slamming door he cried as the shadows formed and his image swelled to the height of the highest sliver of the sky | |
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