Winter is here and I ache with it. My chest shrivels up like all the dead things buried in the ground, or under a thin layer of ivory setting powder. My body slumbers in an icicle embrace. The flurries gust, shaking my thoughts snow globe style til I am as topsy turvy as the […]
Sometimes I wish I was Lilac flowers bundled together with twine White fluffy cardigan in a field of daisies Reading Jane Austen with the gold lined porcelain tea set beside me Or rather maybe sipping Earl Grey tea Studying Thoreau in a dimly lit coffee shop The smell of Vermont swirling around
Today, We stand on a stage Held up by our mothers, fathers, ancestors, Being watched by those to come. Maita Baba, Maita Amai, Maita Madzitateguru… Gone are the days, When other hands covered our mouths, Other voices told our stories, Other pens drew black and white lines on our maps That separ
By Emma Gail Compton I made the table I eat dinner at. The wood was cheap but sturdy. The stain I chose is a dark oaky red and makes the small round table seem more expensive than it was. One could find something similar at any store, but this table, my table, I made. I […]
By Gabrielle Crone Only a hillbilly would bring their injured dog to the vet using twine as a leash. At least that’s what our vet, Westley, announced when he saw my grandpa, Charles Bailey, in the lobby of the clinic twine leash in hand. Gizmo had injured his paw, most [&helli
By Lindsay Jankowski Cookbook for life Imagine life came with a cookbook, chock full of suggestions and answers to all of life’s problems. Unsure how to approach your mom about changing your career? Consult page 552 on “mother-daughter conflict” for a step-by-step list. Think you’re going
