Tonight's Poet Corner: Limping
Limping
by Belinda Roddie
He left his crutch by the swimming pool
where he had nearly drowned in his own saliva,
extra salt tainted on his albino skin,
the shin splinted, thinned blood dribbling from the
chlorine sky. He tried limping home and
wound up crawling on all fours to the
bus stop, where a homeless man looked him
up and down and struggled not to cry.
by Belinda Roddie
He left his crutch by the swimming pool
where he had nearly drowned in his own saliva,
extra salt tainted on his albino skin,
the shin splinted, thinned blood dribbling from the
chlorine sky. He tried limping home and
wound up crawling on all fours to the
bus stop, where a homeless man looked him
up and down and struggled not to cry.
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