Lake
A quiet lake within county lines holds reflection without my gaze. I know my dad has fished there for some time in my childhood. I suspect he still does. What…
I graduated college after a severe traumatic brain injury.
By Gentle Witch
Graduated college with a double major
Former federal government employee
A quiet lake within county lines holds reflection without my gaze. I know my dad has fished there for some time in my childhood. I suspect he still does. What…
A cave system near my region remains dark to me.
The sculpture park near my city exists as a suggestion. I’ve seen it from the road many times, but I’ve never stopped in and perused. There are abstract sculptures there,…
The public rose garden waits through seasons without my presence.
A beach within driving range feels theoretical despite the tangible nature of the sand.
A downtown art center exists through flyers rather than experience.
The botanical garden near my neighborhood remains an idea tied to spring intentions.
A scenic overlook appears on postcards while my car passes the exit.
A lighthouse across the bay feels symbolic through distance alone.
The old quarry park holds water and stories I have not stepped into.