Poetry

Because This Is What Love Comes To

by Todd Davis
I brush away snow to watch the pulse of water beneath ice. We’re allowed to…
Poetry

Morning Poem

by Todd Davis
Blackberries hang in the darkest creases of the trellis, each dimpled to bursting. The black-eyed…
Poetry

Thankful for Now

by Todd Davis
Walking the river back home at the end of May, locust in bloom, an oriole…

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