Break out of the dugout.
Shirt tucked in, hair pulled back.
Solid aluminum. My trembling hands reach, sensing the life
–hits – homeruns – celebrations – frustrations – strikeouts – heartbreaks - tears
I stand there with history. I stand there with painful determination.
I watch from the circle.
I watch someone else in a world so close to me that I can’t even imagine myself there.
Their eyes are fixed. See how the feet move. Teeth clenched. See the hands firmly grip the
Watch the natural.
Stand the same
Watching the hit – the slice – the power – the cheering – the strength – the love – the dedication – the practice
The home run.