May 19, 2026
When I was little, my next-door friend and I
believed we could hide among the sunflowers.
Of course, our mothers saw us, but they never
let on, so we never knew.
May 16, 2026
Come play with the saiga, mustangs, and bobcats in the latest issue of the MockingOwl Roost: Wide, Wild World. Every story, every poem, every essay wanders the world with curiosity with wildlife encounters, stunning scenery, and invigorating delight...
May 14, 2026
Our homestead, as if risen from its grave, invites the newborn sun; its brightest beams perk up the nest-hugged birds with resounding trills…
May 12, 2026
May 10, 2026
Mothers are a precious gift
Sent to us from up above.
They nurture us, take care of us,
And give us all their love!
May 9, 2026
Threatened habitats resulting from burgeoning human population. What happens when trees are felled, and forest spaces are cleared?
May 6, 2026
Later, I ate leftover tacos in silence,
stared at the sombrero you left
like a joke we forgot to laugh at.
May 1, 2026
Wishing a happy May Day, all the while.
An old-time holiday we’re celebrating,
But it’s how we say, “Hello, Spring!”