I am the earth,
I am the sky,
Dawn caught me
willing myself to sleep
gentle rays, strong as steel
drew me to the window,
showing me the promise
Dead birds drip from tense wires,silhouettes like swarthy demonsframed against another day of nothing…
This past summer, I made the decision to move to Inis Meáin (innishMAHN), an island off the western…
By: Madeline Buxton
“He who has a why to live can bear almost any how.”Said Friedrich Nietzsche.
I've never wanted to travel.
Which means I was afraid, and too foggy to begin
To imagine really knowing I’m somewhere else.
Some part of meIsn't really aware I'm not in Virginia anymore.
Twenty five is not a number.
What is my life but a tote bagof things collected, things seen as I searchI, migrant in time through flicker of scenes that…