The cukes are in collusion with the zucchinis: We’ll grow when your back is turned And crowd out the basil and carrots, Leaving you with green torpedoes To aim at your neighbors. *** Stephanie Djock is a writer based in St. Paul, Minnesota, where she lives with her husband and an ever-expanding orchid collection and garden. […]
You simmer In my synapses, You boil In my blood– If I had to Pick a word for it, I might just call it “Love.” *** Magnolia Cook is a writer from the Colorado Springs area.
Smoke billows Ice clinks The clickity-clack of the Remington Like a train on the tracks Speeding into the next The ding signals the end Heels slip on And she is gone *** Amy Harrison is an artist who loves all things vintage and coffee. She currently resides in Colorado Springs with her husband, hound dog,
Holy. Cursed. Divine. Blighted. This juxtaposition of words characterizes two locations in Japan that share a remarkable relationship. Aokigahara Forest, in the shadow of Mt. Fuji, rises up the side of the mountain, eventually giving way to caves and bluffs that extend above the forest. The convergence of the two iconic areas not only reveals
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If only more people knew about Blue Zones. When my mother was a young girl in Mexico, she had problems with her digestive system. Around the age of 12, she was hospitalized multiple times because of sharp pains in her abdominal area. As a result, she stopped eating, and her sickness increased. The doctors never
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At seventy-two, my grandmother Linda recounted her memories of old with eager ease. The questions I asked triggered a flood of reminiscences of a young girl and her experiences with a now-very-distant world. The life Linda knew as a little girl is merely a distant memory of days gone by. After our interview together, she
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