Accident

      Just a kid. Riding my bike. A funny noise. The chain? Looking down, bam! A parked car. The handle bar twists into my groin. On the ground, I can barely breathe, barely move. Slowly crawl home. Over lawns, sidewalks, street.

      Mom checks me out. Just a spot of blood. It’s not so bad. She tucks me into bed. I get to stay home the next day. My friends come by after school. It’s kinda funny. They each give me a dime. But man, that’s cool. A dime is a new comic book.

                  weekday morning ...
                  I watch a mouse
                  save the day

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