This field is the one field
on the whole place we’ve never
plowed and planted.
We walk around it,
pacing it off together.
By Jillena Rose
The Tea Cup Hills steam up, the mist swirling above endless green. I walk the quiet trails forever thinking of the bodies piling up in ...
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Jillena Rose earned her MFA from Warren Wilson in 2006 and currently teaches composition and creative writing at Lake Superior State University in the fabulous upper peninsula of Michigan.
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