“What they took for inattentiveness was a miracle of concentration.”
– Toni Morrison, Tar Baby
My hands deftly maneuver
Mismatched orbs up, down, up
Ascending with celerity
Descending just the same
Catch. Release. Watch. Drop.
Juggling my way through life.
Throw it up again.
Keep my eye on the ball.
Hands moving with dizzying momentum
I’ve got this.
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