Windchill

I love the sound of breaking ice Under boots on winter sidewalks The crick-crack crunch makes me happy enough, in the moment, to forget the temperature and the reasons why you left. Still, it’s very cold today. Windchill factor minus one. by Lisa Arnold

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Scrapbooks

my grandmother made from brown paper bags. We call this ‘upcycling’ today. Treasure conjured from colorful scraps, odds and ends, images collated. Repurposed eye candy. by Julie Martin

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Commute

East of the freeway at 42nd and 4th a lone wild turkey forages through sooty snow while my heart stirs aflutter. by Julie Martin

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A New Way

My heart was heavy felt like rain pounding down dimenished to just a grain, then I met a man his name unknown but seemed my faith was grown the sun began to shine once we were INTRODUCED..HIS NAME WAS JESUS.. My heart began to beat again He gave me new life, courage to face another…

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Taking Off

I recall breaking out of my shell a roaring griffin in a dove’s nest. Then, while taking off with one giant flap of my wings, being told I didn’t fly the right way. by Payton Kerkau

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Two Trees growing together

deeply rooted, you and I, on this small plot of earthsisters, I humbly claimbonded by oxygen and carbon, but moreyour offerings – leafy extravagance, haven for wild creatures, unfailing presencemine – blessings for a long, graceful sisterhood by Joan Pasiuk

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Roo Comedown

child dust wishes

these dusty dirt roadscan’t tarnishthe karma we envisioni write my missionin wishesthat light up, and take off and diminish by Ashley LeMay

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Remember

forest

One day I put down my phone, turned off the TV, closed my computer, and went outside. I took a deep breath, started walking, and in five steps remembered how to live. by Rashelle Brown

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