Birds

birds!!!It is almost nightfall, and a cartoonish caption, fit for a paragraph, types across the firmament.  From a distance, it is difficult to skim the passage before the sequence threatens to turn to thunderhead.  Several parenthetical gusts storm to the west as the river birches become commotion.  We drive into the squall–as if we can be swept up, up, as if we are not earthbound.

birds!

birds!!

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