Philosophy of the Crop
It’s August, and smoke fills the air, like a hazy, diaphanous sheet. While in the era of Zoom, wildfires were at a record high, charring the Pacific Northwest. We see […]
Poetry: Living Green
Leaves of green, And a stump of gold. Fresh fruits of labor, And a knotted heart turned old. Sprouting when rain first met dirt, An envious eye sees all. Thriving […]
Poetry: The Six Senses
I close my eyes and a shadow is casted from my lids, Light bouncing, dancing, reflecting likes shards of glass, pieces, and bits. I see a kaleidoscope, shining as the […]
Poetry: Ravishing cold, you
The cold is humbling, Its brisk wind, Kisses noses and cheeks red. Dressed in warm, comforting clothes, Hugging frail skin, cracked in dry air. The cold is kind, It kills quietly, […]
Poetry: Cuffing Season
With every season The Palouse hills show their true character. Come fall, wheat yellows, Soil is overturned and The loan becomes a new. Much like these hills, People begin to turn […]
Poetry: Ruffled Feathers
If only if only the woodpecker cried, The farmers, they saw him and took both his eyes.They went to the market with marbles in pockets And sold his eye sockets […]
Poetry: Ambiguity of Anguish
I’m being crushed by the world. Cold, Ambivalent to only those who don’t look back. Sharks. I bite my sore, gritted teeth, Jaw bruised blue from the anguish. Taught pressure […]