A Poem by MiaIntheSkywithDiamonds

A poem about a head injury.

The ceiling should not pulsate,
My head should not whirl,
The voices should not warble,
And the trickle of blood should not drip onto the gym floor.

It is likely a bad idea
To let a sixteen-year-old girl
Watch herself bleed
Then ask her to stand--
This wasn't supposed to be a metaphor but--
And watch her body crumble again.

The girl ought not to hallucinate,
Adding a voice to the clamor
That does not belong there today.
She probably should rest,
Rather than have the man who plugged her brow
Make her lift weights.
Probably should avoid a rained-out practice.

She should stand up to the a*****e coach
Who does not relent harassment
Between bouts of witless criticism.
But he will continue to be revered.
He will be known as great,
She will be known as

© 2014 MiaIntheSkywithDiamonds

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Added on January 28, 2014
Last Updated on January 28, 2014
Tags: life, softball, concussions, injury, concussion, sport



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