The Last Night on the Boardwalk

April 29, 2008
By Breanna Casey, Clark, NJ

Blinded by flashing colors
that are unknown
to even the most
radiant of rainbows,
I try to find your face
in the crowd.
Once I spot
your sun kissed cheeks
and your freckled nose,
You’ll agree to
“ one more try”-
you really don’t
want to go home
without winning
the overstuffed
pink teddy bear
you had promised me.

You glance from
the corner of your eye..
and see me watching
hoping that this time
the damn ball will
finally settle itself
within the warped buckets.
I laugh to myself,
knowing that you think
winning this game
is the ultimate title
of your manhood.

You take a few seconds
to pick out
the hugest teddy bear
known to man kind.
You parade over to me,
but I can barely see you
behind the mass
of its oversized neon body.

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on Nov. 30 2008 at 2:55 am
Hey! You may not know me, but I go to your School and will be in ALJ next year. Nice job writing this! I thought it was amazing! Great concept... I can't see anything I would change. I, myself, just sent something a few days ago to the magazine, and am published on the RAW website. Once again, great job! I can't wait to see what else you write. Bravo!


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