by Kirby Wright
The pink balloon flies above the fair, a dream lost in the sky. The jet stream hurls it into the clouds. A boy on an Airbus sees pink just beyond the steel wing of his plane. The helium inside weakens. A downdraft catches the balloon. It falls into a crater and lands on a secret lake. A pelican snaps at it, thinking it’s a puffy salmon. “I am not edible!” the balloon tells the pelican but they don’t speak the same language. The balloon drifts into the bird’s belly. It remembers the girl who picked it out from over 100 balloons, holding it tight by its tail.
Last updated October 17, 2011