She texts atop Mount Washington
then switches to her headphones
when she descends the gulches of
the presidential deadzones.
Her solar-powered iPod Touch
has seasons five through nine
of Gossip Girl in case she’s forced
to spread her tent off-line.
On Valley Way she pauses for
A selfie and hits share.
She doesn’t mention where she is;
she isn’t really there.
—Stephen Scaer
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