Miraculum Words by Janis TaylorGlenwood Springs Will I ever forgetShoveling manureInto grandma’s gardenTying parallel stringsScooping out soil inCareful, straight lines?Mother placed an envelopeContaining corn kernelsIn small skeptical handsThat hovered over aMound of mudWhile worries blurredThrough my brain,Eyes stared in disbeliefAt shriveled seeds and soil,Agonizing as gentle fingersPushed improbable purple triadsOne point five inches undergroundToo deep […]