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Ella Young

forget me not

Far past the windmills and missile silos 

one long day’s drive from red rock to grain 

rocky mountains rise beneath a halo of alpine sky. 

Growing atop those nosebleed peaks 

eager petals stretch sunward  

tufts creeping across the cracks of crags and   

meandering ’round meadows of muted green.  

Even the elk with their wobbly-limbed calves take care 

not to tread on those tiny blossoms 

of blue that survived the spring’s second snow 

to make themselves a permanent home  

so high above the evergreens, so far now from me. 

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Ella Young

Ella Young is a junior at SIUE studying English and Anthropology. She loves art, reading, and the mountains. She would like to thank everyone who has supported her and encouraged her to keep writing, including her friends at the Maude Jellison Library and YMCA of the Rockies, Jessica, Leah, Macy, and many more.

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