Baseball This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.

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   "Strike One!" said the ump

who seemed like a lion

With the odds on the tall one

I moved out of the dreadful box

I stared at the stiff bat

Then I looked over the battlefield

As I stood in the ozone,

the sweat dripping from my earnest face

I looked at the tall one's painted smile

Too good

The tall one curled and threw

the growing ball

My reaction was too quick

for the twirling devil

I made contact,

but the ball went toward a chanting fan

The next pitch hit the bat hard

A shocking sound

The devil cried

The ball sailed smoothly, like a ship

Then fell down into the cave behind the green monster

We won




This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.






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