We finally have our own basketball league.
Our own hardwood floors to play on,
Special orange and white balls just for us to play with,
Mentors for young girls
Some as tall as lady Liberty
shining like Starzz under the arena lights as if you were Rockers at a concert.
and Mercury rising
as they come in for that slam-dunk.
The ball goes up in the air flying like a Comet in the night.
The shooter realizing this will Sting their opponent;
Winning makes her feel as special as a Monarch.
This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.