Issue No. 405, April 2023

Ode to the Banyan

When I first saw the tree, I saw a Mother and her many children. Branches reaching out to all directions. Outward, skyward, earthward. The tree had roots that were branches and branches that were rooted. Her spirit had sprung forth from the barren red earth, spreading her canopy as an offering to the...

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