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FLIGHT OF THE FIRSTBORN By Peggy Carr He streaks past his sixteenth year small island life stretched tight across his shoulders his strides rehearsing city blocks college brochures airline schedules stream excitedly through his newly competent hands his goodbyes like blurred neon on a morning suddenly gone wet I'm left stranded on a tiny patch of time still reaching to wipe the cereal from his smile