Gaea Campe
The Fledglings

The seven fledgling ducks rose
with the uncommon unity
that only panic can spur
and tried to overcome the
insurmountable obstacle
of water falling,
but the ledge couldn't accommodate
the impossibility of fourteen feet
and so they fell
with the unnerving ease
and predictability of raindrops
into the white current,
their feet surfacing
like orange peels.