Molly Fisk: Devotion
The mergansers fly so close to the surface
their feet could touch it, banking up
from gray waves to paler sky
November 1, 2021 · 5 Comments
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The mergansers fly so close to the surface
their feet could touch it, banking up
from gray waves to paler sky