Tree Girl’s Budding Thoughts by Caela Collins (Part 2)

Part 2 I had to lose my identity in order to find myself. As a Tree, I was only worried aboutmy own growth; I didn’t care about the trees around me, I just wanted to be big andtall but in order to grow like that, you need strong roots. The joke was on mebecause the…

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Tree Girl’s Budding Thoughts by Caela Collins (Part 1)

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Part 1 By Caela Collins Like Trunks We stand tall and Like their stumps, sometimes we fall short. In moments of despair, we bow our heads deep down into our shoulder blades and weep Like Willows. Like blowing leaves, We shiver in the frigid wind when it grazes our epidermis. We stretch to the morning…

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