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« on: July 11, 2018, 02:43:58 AM »

Tent
   Poles make a rhythmic satisfying beat as they straighten out. The wind blows above in the pines and birds call out to one another in the canopy. There come voices from up the hill, an excitement like that of a tailgaiting party for a football game. But the season is wrong, the heat tells you that. Dead leaves and twigs crunch underfoot. I could lay down here and absorb the smell. Itís the most natural odor in the world and although the leaves are past their prime, they continue to smell like pure life. The tent unrolls and we look for flat ground. It pops up so easily. We remember a decade ago, the thrift store tent we brought here that had no instructions and no logical order to its parts. We sipped boxed wine and whiskey early in the morning, wondering how the darn thing was supposed to be put together. Like a bunch of kids with a Lego set, eventually we found something that sort of worked. The tent was lopsided and a little more flat than we had hoped for, but we looked and we saw home. Iíll drink to that.
   You feel the adventure in your heart, with a syncopated beat. You think of the smell of soap and couches and toothpaste, and you feel free.
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