Apr 30, 2021 | All Poetry, Issue 3, Issue 3 Poetry
By Abby Hanks I was planted an eternity ago, By a little Italian woman with dusty rooms to be rented. She welcomed the world into her home and planted me as her guard, Buongiorno! Buona Giornata! Buonasera! My roots began to push against her terracotta...
Apr 30, 2021 | All Poetry, Issue 3, Issue 3 Poetry
By Josie Stitt My mother, a public school teacher With a passion for her students My father, a small business owner In the housing industry in 2008. Two young daughters that Played hard at recess, even harder in the yard. My growth spurts at age 6 did...
