Poetry
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Dead Trees
At a young age, I was on a speedboat with a friend’s family when I saw the impressive walls of the Bighorn Canyon for the first time. Amazed a canyon like this could exist so close to where I live, I thought, “This is a treasure hidden away and known only by few.” How had…
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A Glacial Marvel
On a cool morning in August 2024, I sat on the edge of Phantom Lake, writing in my mini spiral notepad about glacial landscapes, reflecting on them as the origin of life. Glaciers cling to the sides of peaks, melting into small black and gray streams that flow into alpine lakes, creating a landscape that…