Beaver Ponds

Beaver Ponds

By Rebecca Briesmoore Editor’s Note: This is a cross-posted blog entry from first year Master’s of Environmental Management (MEM) student Rebecca Briesmoore. The piece was originally published on her website on July 17, 2021. You can find more of her work at...
Spring Greens 

Spring Greens 

By Ilsa Graceland Photo by Ilsa Graceland I feel the soft, new, green grass tickle my ankles as I  climb out of the creek, barefoot with my slate-grey  pants rolled up to my knees. The creek is clear, and  cold, like the spring melt off it comes from....
My Sister and Me

My Sister and Me

By Claire Burianek Photo by Abigail Krueger My sister came to visit me yesterday. She hadn’t been to the east coast in a while, and she wanted to go swimming. I warned her that the water’s pretty cold this time of year, but she insisted anyway. When we arrived at the...
A Slightly Less Hairy Fairytale

A Slightly Less Hairy Fairytale

A sequel to the Very Hairy Fairytale. By Claire Burianek Photo: Abigail Krueger Princess Peluda’s alarm went off at 8:00 am, the same time she woke up every day, to her favorite song playing: “Rabbit Heart (Raise it Up)” by Florence and the Machine. Dancing and...
Mud

Mud

By Kira Cordova The ground has held onto heat from the sun; warmer months have fossilized in the mud. Root arteries seep water just like blood; we’ve sacrificed time for nights to brighten. Snow winks from the mountains–the melt heightens– talks of highwater, a...