Young Writers
Winter 2006
Park of the Doria Pamphilj
I know I was startled to feel like this,staring straight into the eye of the storm,the stone pines turning toward me and away— stands of them standing, and then bending […]
Young Writers
Winter 2006
Starlings
All winter I watched the swarms of starlingsswooping in the northern sky like cast netsor some foreign alphabets flying loose and returning and rushing out again.I wanted to live the […]