In the hushed lines of Christopher James' Cider, memories, and dreams, we are brought along with the narrator as he wanders an overgrown family orchard, remembers the past, and ponders the future.
Brandon McQuade's poem, 'Two Whiskies', is a melancholy narrative of the author's dream of a late friend.
'We all age. We all die. We all should keep trying to rise to the sunlight. Saplings will learn from this determined climb.'