Teresa Mei Chuc
My heart glows
It will become
The ash that is
A part of the air
Teresa Mei Chuc was born in Saigon, Vietnam. From the age of two and a half, Teresa grew up in Pasadena, California where she lives and loves, especially the surrounding San Gabriel Mountains and Angeles National Forest. Her poem was written while camping and making a bonfire. She would watch the red orange embers and feel their warmth in the cold, dark night and think of her own heart burning.
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on this cold morning,
from our walk,
we carry the sun
in each of our pockets
Yuliya lives in Europe and enjoys telling tiny stories in three or five lines. They are mostly based in her earthbound life, but some are also a product of her imagination. Everyday she makes sure to find reasons, however small, to laugh and be happy and to celebrate this ineffable thing we call life.
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