Anjali Khosla
Pabst Blue Ribbon

Joe was riding in an airplane.

It looked like the plane would hit Mount Fuji.

Joe strapped on a parachute.

Joe jumped through the hatch.

The plane passed a pointy mountain.

The plane sailed over people who felt fine.

The fields were green or desiccant or gold.

At the airport, the other passengers crowded Joe

and asked him why he had jumped.