long
and red,
screaming its presence
pulled up
on our street, our game
stopped.
someone held
the ball while we
gathered
around the glass windows
with curtains
parted.
men in white rolled
someone
out on a gurney.
it seemed like
death was near
or that
the worst had happened
to someone.
our young eyes strained
to see
what was going on,
and then realized,
it was just another woman
having
a baby.
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