Feather Resistance

Marie Kelland

I’ve been thinking a lot about birds lately:
How I used to envy those feathers –
that’s what makes you so light.
Without all that fatty raw hide
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The Swings

Marie Kelland

The playground was empty on a warm, late afternoon in September.
We raced to the swings, which swayed from the ghosts of the morning schoolchildren. Continue reading