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A hedge apple fallen on a car’s hood is “not the body / of a green, malignant thought, neither omen nor even / punishment for our evening’s joy.”

Paulie held a large hedge apple in his hand.

He cradled the hedge apple gently in his hands.

He curled the hedge apple behind him and let it fly a little harder than planned, knocking the smaller jack out of the circle.

One day, I was walking up Main Street, caught up in my own little contest of tossing a hedge apple into the air and catching it, hoping to count to two hundred catches without dropping.