the batter strikes
the side of the muffin tin
a grand slam out of
the long stretch of summer
slides onto home plate.
the crisp crowd cheers wildly
perched on wooden bleachers
outside the kitchen window
and a hodgepodge team of colored flags
clatter together in celebration
of winter's coming chill.
we pass by;
mouthfuls of blueberry crumble
smiling under hooded sweatshirts
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