Amie Brodie

Solstice Morning

A poem by Amie Brodie The winter sun comes peeping Sideways through my windows, Too ashamed to really show her face, And she should be,...

Foreign Phoebes

Birds out of place in this age of climate change.

The Cardinal

Humans are so common.

A Plain Old Blue Jean Story

Amie Brodie - Toledo, Ohio fizzy, humming energy rising off the boxes as bees dance and reel...

A powerful being is dying, and I’ve got to let it go.