Unveiling the Secret Life of Spring Ephemerals: Nature’s Forgotten Gems
It’s not enough, I know. The young will do what they do, leaving the sheltering canopy and turning their faces to the sun like a field of swaying poppies, and my reminder will wisp like last night’s dreams. I was like that too once upon a time, before I felt the clenching of a mother’s heart. It takes my breath away, what we entrust to one another, the tenderest buds.
Ann with Travel Journal
Ann Guy was born in the Philippines, grew up in Western Michigan, and now lives in Oakland, California. She received her MFA in creative nonfiction and her MA in English with creative writing in fiction from San Francisco State University, where she received a Graduate Award for Distinguished Achievement from both programs. Her words appear in River Teeth, Southeast Review, Hippocampus Magazine, Craft Literary, Sweet Lit, Beautiful Things, Entropy, MUTHA, Ekphrastic Review, Literary Mama, and elsewhere. She is at work on a historical and speculative fiction novel about survival, migration, and breaking rules. Find her at www.ann-guy.com.
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