a gymnasium when growing
up
in the hood.
we had
a ten pound
bag of potatoes
to lift
repetitively,
a chin up bar screwed
into
a door frame.
we had a paper
route,
and a chain link fence
to jump over.
we had the cold hard floor
to do sit
ups on,
pushups too,
and we had the street to
run on
when chased by hoodlums
when coming
home from
church.
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