by Lauren Rose burnt bush skeletons like a haze of unbrushed hair ohoo a dead deer, she says as we drive past it and never think of it again Lauren Rose was born on Misawa Air Force Base in Japan in 1999. She is a senior at Sierra Nevada University studying biology, creative writing, and outdoor adventure leadership. She currently…
by Lauren Rose
hail mary full of grace,
I sit in a pew
head bowed
dress torn
drinking her whispers
the lord is with thee.