Homage to Mr. Wizard
by Ben Rasnic

Velcro gripped
to the schoolyard playground
I lie sprawled

in grass-stained, knee-patched
blue denim jeans.

A crowd gathers
as prisms of sunlight

take aim thru my pocket-sized
magnifying glass

dissolving brown brittle leaves
into wisps of smoke;

my friends’ faces
like fish on a stringer,
astonished and amazed.

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