The bounce alone

A slice in the silence of the day

The concussion of a ball on lonely asphalt
and the jangle of the basket above
An elongated play under the depreciated sky
A boy vanishing into the court
His crispest twists and deliveries
unseen by any teammate
And no rebound

This poem was published by The Voices Project on April 2, 2020.

Andy Oram
March 18, 2020

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