Outside in the front yard the sprinklers
sprayed, and the girls with the long hair
in waves like divas
ran across the field,
green like the stretch of a mountain. The ice cream
came out in boxes and Jenni said No Thank You. The boy with the parakeet
and the closed, red mouth petted his silent parakeet,
watching from across the street. The sprinkler
made puddles, and Jenni said once again No Thank You to the ice cream.
The teenage girl next door divided the girls’ hair
into braids, while the rest were sprawled out on the field.
And Jenni’s baby sister fanned her pale skin, the self-named diva.
She looked with concern onto her sister, the little Diva
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