• Gary Hunter

Girl on a Skateboard - Jan. 23, 2021

she jumps off

as the ball-bearing wheels

whirr on her flipped ride

grabs a poem from Poetry Rock

sits with it in both hands


head down

inside a curtain of dusky curls

she slow walks every phrase

lingers with the lyrics

invites them inside

like friendly strangers

and detects they have

something important to say


then with a paper fold

and pocket tuck

she pushes off


I love the days

she cranks up the speed

as she pulls away

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