4th of July
Melanie Cornejo
Young fingers, moist and warm
Hold their sticks of slivered wood
Stained blue, splintered
Ready to attach themselves to
Ice blue tongues
Thoughtlessly
Young fingers tune the radio
Two notches higher than mother allows
Young legs sway to music
In shorts two hand lengths shorter than Daddy’s ever seen
Sea salt and sweat tangle untamed hair
Once fair skin comes to life
And blue eyed boys melt hearts
Like popsicles in July.
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