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a statue of an angel appears to be blowing clouds into the sky from a horn

The Angel

By Phibby Venable An angel was perched delicately on the straight back chair in the corner, but everyone pretended not to see her. At least it appeared that way to fifteen – year old Katie, who couldn’t take her eyes off the golden wings and slim figure. “Mama, don’t you…

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Glacier resting under a dark sky

Please, Allow Me to Apologize for My Entire Species

by Emily Eddins You could have gone on indefinitelyIf it weren’t for usAll you seals, sea lions, walrusesLooking for the melted iceYou used to breed on, sleep on, nurse onWe took thatConsider yourself evictedIt won’t be coming back Sorry we didn’t invite you to theclimate change mitigation conferenceSorry we forgot…

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Rain splashing on the surface of a wet hand

Missing the Rain

by Emily Eddins Do you know what it is To miss the soft touch of rain Stroking your roof Like the calm reassuring hand Of your dead mother On your fevered brow Holding a cool glass of water To your parched lips Hard and cracking like Drought-packed dirt Hugging defeated…

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