Read the excerpt from “How I Learned English.”
It was in an empty lot Ringed by elms and fir and honeysuckle. Bill Corson was pitching in his buckskin jacket, Chuck Keller, fat even as a boy, was on first, His t-shirt riding up over his gut, Ron O’Neill, Jim, Dennis, were talking it up In the field, a blue sky above them Tipped with cirrus. The imagery in this excerpt appeals mostly to the reader’s sense of

A: smell.

B: touch.

C: sound.

D: sight.