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Salieri tut-tutting Mozart at the

volleyball match and the apartments so

regally named: Duxbury, Cambridge, Wilsonion.

Armed with a ballcap, scouring the

treetops for bald eagles make this special make this

deeper than a looped-over cowpath to the

library the coffeehouse the bookstore the

café the biblioteque the roasting company like a

volleyball match like a bald eagle at a

piano pecking out Figaro, string over

string in a chickenwire weave, mixing up the

streets to cheat the demon backtrack:

Tacoma Yakima Ruston McCarver the

boxcar line the salmon fry the raccoon

wood and the bald eagles hanging in the

air like volleyballs.

I roost at the Windsor regally

named and scour the mailbox for bald eagles.

Salieri was no slouch.

First published in Terrain.org

Photo by MJV (art by Greg Hill)

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