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February 13, 2016

The world became monochrome, a blue filter placed across everything, and we watched a group of tiny birds stand on the packed sand just out of reach of the waves.

February 11, 2016

Richie Hofmann and Katherine Robinson discuss artifice, mythology, grieving, memory, and silence.

February 10, 2016

Dark green fir trees lined the road. I knew they hadn’t forgotten when I tried and failed to take care of the small injured bird I’d brought home the previous fall. Trees never forget anything.

February 6, 2016

Never again will I feed the mustangs my mind,
Outstretched in the grey moon of morning.

February 5, 2016

Grow as a writer, a poet, a consumer, a human being—and do it while laughing, remembering home, or teetering on the edge of your seat.