Fast From the Past
Catching Up With A Childhood Moment (Poem)
Alabama heat scraped my arms like an itchy abrasion
my adversary's smirk, the mark of underestimation
where trailer lots merged into an expansive field
I hear still, "race you to the fence and around the hill"
chants caused childhood rivalries to build
festering faster than scrapes are healed
flushed faces foreshadowed sunburn
everything fiery as his hair of auburn
the recognition of a challenge like a premonition
right foot, left foot: blurred triumph came to fruition
then to reality
he, right behind me
my dollar store shoes blended with speed
bursts of pink whipped off trees fragilely
blades of grass grappled, lost under my feet
crunching thunder 'cross oyster-shell concrete
the grit of dust felt like freedom
the knowing that I would beat him
their shock was my mental medal
…now my knees crack when they settle
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Lora Coleman
Lora Coleman is an author, educator, and podcaster. Her writing blends a little bit of everything from poetry, fiction, memoir moments, and anything else for the sake of writing and exploring.
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