My 11/26/25 postcard features a single deep-red leaf, its surface full of tiny ridges and wrinkles that catch the light like woven fabric. The veins glow, branching out like cracks in old paint. The edges are worn and nibbled, giving the sense of a season just about to let go.

Chuck Arning

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