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911 Baltimore Avenue



A young black boy


      on his mini BMX


            waves at me 

As I close my car door.


      Aiming to impress,


            the boy pedals fast


into shadows


      on the sidewalk.


            He pulls up on


the handlebars--


      the front wheel clipping the lip


            of a crack


in the neighbor’s sidewalk




            by a Sugar Maple root


sixty-some years ago.


      He pulls up harder


            the back wheel


clips the lip of the crack, too


      launching him airborne


            into the wake of his inward eye


off the coping of a fifteen-foot halfpipe, 


       throwing him  


               into the evening sky,


suspended in grand allégro


         and worlds


                further abroad.


Collectively both tires


        clear to the other side


                 of the cracked sidewalk.


smile as the boy continues


         pedaling down the block


                  out of sight,


as if he were exiting stage left. 

                                    by Johnny M. Tucker, Jr


"911 Baltimore Avenue" was a finalist in the University of Delaware's

1st UD Department of English: Random Acts of Poetry in 2014.


Also published March 4, 2015 (modified) in -- The City Key  Click Here

I continue to revise it as years pass.

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