I saw a boy on a single hot sidewalk of summer ghosts wearing three pairs of eclipse glasses on his brown mop like a mutated alien creature. I heard mixes of wonder and disappointment for the 30 seconds that the sun and moon peaked out of a hole in the clouds, felt the cooling of the Earth and a soft drizzle of rain that fed Slab Cabin Run and made it run green amidst the emerging greens of dogwood and burdock and bitter dandelion flows. I saw an Eastern Redback Salamander gasp for lungless wet air and bud her tail like those aforementioned dogwoods, tasting home in the April shower the way I tasted home in shredded chuck-eye and provolone that afternoon. I saw a carnival disappear in an hour, a sun in a minute, and spring in a day.
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