Undetonated Cluster by Denise Bergman

Tossed, dropped it freefalls
so easily

through the willing, complicit sky
A slender wind

pokes, nudges, guides

misguides
A squall of warm air slurs the speed
the metal orb
floats, a jewel-red plum

parachuting, an overripe peach
spit from a god's bitter lips

On deeded sand
it lands, or settles in a bent cedar limb
A girl

riding her brother's shoulders
is curious
A boy
finds a new toy --

ball, puck

piñata

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