12-04-2025, 08:29 AM
The ball court’s rusted hoops, stooped
under the weight of dusk, watch the moon-
cloud shadows swoop across concrete.
Nearby, in the dark, children launch
screams from park swings and flail, awkward
as mid-flight moth wings, before pinpoint landings.
Underneath the pagoda, teens smoke marijuana
and the skunky aroma wafts strong as their coughs
across the trail where the wind picks up over the stream.
Deer in the low grass stare, heads turned,
white tails bare, until I’ve stepped too near
and they zip away quicker than sparks disappear.
under the weight of dusk, watch the moon-
cloud shadows swoop across concrete.
Nearby, in the dark, children launch
screams from park swings and flail, awkward
as mid-flight moth wings, before pinpoint landings.
Underneath the pagoda, teens smoke marijuana
and the skunky aroma wafts strong as their coughs
across the trail where the wind picks up over the stream.
Deer in the low grass stare, heads turned,
white tails bare, until I’ve stepped too near
and they zip away quicker than sparks disappear.