TONYA PATTERSON by Mather Schneider

 
She’s seventeen years old
and at midnight
she falls through the high school gym skylight
into the dark
like a hard swallow.
 
The next morning
they find her
on the parquet floor,
 
the same floor
where the cheerleaders dance
at home games
 
where we play dodge ball
like killers
 
where we do wind sprints
until our guts heave.
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