Pollen lullabies during low rivertide. A gaggle of geese dabbling on aquatic fields. Hundreds of yards of vague neon shoots in the sluggish current. Lumpy red ripples injected with rust. They stop grazing long enough for the sharks to swim by. A trio of herons social distancing nearby on the shore. Bedraggled gray feathers on a hissing neck. Serene white down on notched stems. The black, draconic outline of a wingspan halo, secured to an algae-exposed stump. Sirens somewhere behind the ghostly treeline. The whole world framed by the bleak mist of tomorrow.
2:54 p.m. - 2020-10-07
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