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October 2018, vol 14 no 3

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Dian Duchin Reed

No Threat

By the time I begin my walk, the morning clouds have disappeared, leaving the sky empty and blue. I pass three crows croaking in a winter-bare tree. After eyeing me up and down, they decide I’m no threat and remain on their perches.

a photo
to remember it by –
stuffed passenger pigeon