POETRY Winter Passing by April Dawn Winter Passing Winter has us locked up like lab rats, Staring at the walls, Waiting for flowers to grow through the cracks. Waiting for spring to come and cut the grass Wide open for me to smell. This town will still have all the same things For me to

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POETRY Little Pawn by Janea Speer My whole life, I admired the King and Queen.Serene, graceful, and applauded.Powerful and strong….aggressive. Yet hiding behind the defenses of the lesser pieces.As I became older, I pondered the knight or the bishop,how they could think outside the box and level the playing field. But, in my older years,