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Cute baby in a high chair

poised like a CEO

at the head of the table

all eyes upon her,

or is it a boy?

Dark blue sleeves

rolled up over a white shirt.

Then I notice

the receding hairline

and wonder –

How old is this soul,

grabbing for the pint glass?

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Blaise Kielar

Blaise Kielar received Honorable Mention in the 2022 Alex Albright Creative Nonfiction Prize for an excerpt from his memoir in progress, “Be Heard: The Quiet Kid Who Started the World’s Loudest Violin Shop.” He opened Chapel Hill’s first violin shop in 1978 and retired from a music retail career by transitioning Electric Violin Shop into the first worker-owned co-op music store in the United States. He plays jazz violin and clarinet in several bands and leads the Bulltown Strutters, Durham’s community New Orleans brass band.