
today the sun felt like a heat lamp. it felt like putting your face over the burner of an oven. it felt like sitting too close to a campfire. it felt like too much time in a hot shower. it felt like being locked in a car on an asphalt parking lot. it felt like these feathers, turned toward the heat, with no means of locomotion.
mallard duck feathers
turtle lake, saint paul, minnesota
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