Excerpts from Volume Nine, 2023
from Sondra Olson’s About Hope
Autumn is gone, not a trace of color left. Only this: the bleak advent of winter. Shorter days, colder nights. I want them to speed up and for winter, barely begun, to end. That, too, is illusion.
from Gary James Erwin’s Migration
I keep out of the way. Remember my father’s advice: stay quiet and just love. Understand where to place my footprint and how it should land, thankful for being saved.
from Laurel Radzieski’s Testimonial
When I was
a woman, I was
often portrayed as
crawling.