What I Did Today

I wrestled the East Wind in the Coast Range and kissed salt spray from his lips.
I counted every creek and trailhead on Highway 6.
I stood next to Bill Stafford on a cliff above the Wilson River.
I had my feet flayed bloody by wind-blown sand.
I threw a can of Red Bull into the sea to free the unicorns.
I dug agates from a cliff that rose from the beach like an oliphant’s legs.
I hijacked a truckload of Tillamook Cheese and abandoned it at the food bank.
I sat in the alders drinking sunshine and eating moss and ferns.
I hung flags from every branch in a lake full of standing dead trees because today was Veteran’s Day.

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