On road trips, no coastal fog rolling in Brings me the sea gull or sandpiper shifting from water to sky, but the common Armenian crane who treks across the Atlantic, breaks through California clouds, haunts the laurels, the eucalyptus, a message tucked in its beak. In riffs strummed on midwestern guitars, I can hear the […]

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