Poems on the topic: playground

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At Rosa Parks Commons

I could have sworn the child was not going to cry when I told her to stop chewing on her fingers and stay close so I can see her but yeah she cried and yeah she screamed and she stood on the equipment of the playground looking like she wanted to hitch a ride out of

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Ancient Artifact

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my hands ache to be calloused from monkey bars once again those old frenemies of mine cold hard metal that turns slick beneath sweating palms excited to move to the next bar and the next and the next turning around once you've finished and going again proud egged on by the cheers of kids who marvel at your strength heart thumping from something other than fear but i am grown and grownups cannot play on playgrounds anymore

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