"You could hear them calling, cries reverberating between black November treetops and low-hanging pewter clouds. Reedy honks, voices from the far north..."
-from “November Geese," a Beautiful Things essay by Kit Carlson for this last day of November https://riverteethjournal.com/beautiful-things/november-geese/
-from “November Geese," a Beautiful Things essay by Kit Carlson for this last day of November https://riverteethjournal.com/beautiful-things/november-geese/
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