Tag: Cut Gathered Arranged

Sightings A glee club of honks drawsmy eyes skyward. Canada geesesoaracross beaming blue sky,a rippling chevronof sound and wing, life in full flight.Like my sister, once. Not this ghost of a featherdetached, adriftin thickening fog. Lifeabout to lose visibility. I watch the formation shrinkto a black arrow shootingsouth. Most geese will survivethis grueling migration, never…