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—The Playground
Sitting on a swing
on a dark and rainy morning
before school
in a coat two sizes
too big
Kids from every class
run past
they run to get out of the rain
run not to be late
run while they hate
Look,
so weird
sitting on a swing
in the rain
in a coat that doesn’t
fit
what matters
is just out of reach
for every kid who must go
once more
into the breach
broken, ruptured, torn
On every day
that doesn’t fit
on every playground
watching splits and rifts
run past
remembering every face
in you go
your whole life
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Immediately brought up images of tire swing and the ones on the playground along with other childhood memories -thought provoking.