The parking lot outside the playground
Was comprised of jagged white stones.
On your way to the swings, she bends and selects
A rock, chipped like an arrowhead
And with the surprising sheen of mica.
Your friend asks if you want to go
To the pool after school today. It’s hot,
And you both test the heat of the black swings
Before trusting them with your weight.
Your friend says that her older sister
Let her use her Sun-In (a spray
To lighten hair). She holds a thin
Rope of strands for you to examine,
Wiry, a little broken from
French braids. It looks like the yellow
Fiber optic wand that you
Waved when you were four, in the theatre
Before Sesame Street Live.
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