Hey, boy.

by Kendall   Feb 14, 2008


I broke down
in the middle of the race
and scraped my knees through the grinding pavement
I grappled and struggled
as the world turned upside down
and ran like hell.

I finished last.

I received no trophy
no gold
no ribbons, plaques, or bronze.

I slept with a smile, though
in my not-for-running shoes

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