Seasonal Clearance A poem by Linda B. Myers Seasonal Clearance Mountains have their first sifting and leaves in barrows are on their way to compost. The apple must be hardwired to the tree. Its apple green apple cousins fell weeks... Continue Reading →
Olympic Peninsula Propaganda A poem by Linda B. Myers Olympic Peninsula PropagandaIt wasn’t supposed to be like this. Snow was only mentioned in Chamber brochures as appearing on the mountaintops for far-away pretty, not close-up practicality. It was kept secret,... Continue Reading →
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