July 19th, 10:45 A.M. — A small flock of white-winged crossbills works the thick shoreline growth of the river. I narrowed the…
ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤ — for Jk Mansi, an apology. for my mom.
Where shall I be headed East winds call forthas do the oceanic currents of the Pacific North,perhaps my belongings will find themselves…
“That’s strange,” he said to the coffee pot. Gene had noticed the glitch, though was unable to express…