Author Archives: Christopher Garcia

4 Garcia Christopher

This was written as I observed a tree behind Wren. Brown and white– A tree Half covered in snow. A passage which really struck out at me within Zen and the Birds of Appetite was the appendix to the first … Continue reading

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3 Garcia Christopher

This poem was written while getting out of a nighttime class in Packard Hall and walking back home. A fort in the snow Caught by shimmering moonlight Which came through the trees. It seems only too fitting that the moving … Continue reading

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