Battenkill
The long taper of the fisherman carves graceful serpents in the air, undulates overhead, uncoils, lays his leader down on the eddy. The coachman’s hackle catches fine droplets, sprays from the crisp...
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Ashy indigo, backlit evening sky, echoes the call across the universe, orators prowl the low-end of the dome, beneath the ear of any listener. How’s your modulate, do you tune in so finely? A tough...
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