The Girl Who Tripped

There was a girl

I’d known

since nursery

grew up to be a schoolyard gossip

-wasn’t that steady on her feet


every time she rushed toward us excitedly with

her latest report on who’d done what with whom

she would always manage to trip over some invisible obstacle

she tripped, but never actually fell.


it was part of our daily routine

every morning break time

three of us sat on a bench beneath the tree

at the school entrance

one or two other older kids lurking nearby

and her, lunging toward us clumsily with a “guess what…”

it was a comedy to behold

I used to secretly wish her to break a leg

before each performance.


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