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Llyn Morwynion

by Kate Brunner Once, She and I stood together, on a slate bank, humming with bee-laden heather. Once, She turned Her sharp skull towards me and smiled wistfully through bleached sockets. Once, I smiled back, my own sharp eyes filled with glistening dew drops of confidence. Once, I was ready, I was sure. Buzzing, dizzy…

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The Burden

by Jenne Micale How do we carry our burdens? You cast your eyes down at the horseblock marking the sparkle of gravel and then up, defiant, a mare tousling her mane as she runs free. You accept, take it upon your back as broad as a pony, the breath labored until you find the balance…

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Returning Home

By Andrea Lewis (Part 3 of a 3-part series; see Part 1 and Part 2) The inner peace that followed me for the remainder of my time in England, soon dissolved when I returned to Canada. I temporarily lived out of a suitcase between my mother’s and boyfriend’s home and I felt out of place,…