eno Magazine Issue 10

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Tree By: Cortney Cameron Though from this place, I cannot move, With naught—but dirt—and sun— and rain—for food: From just three things, I have grown A hundred feet, a leafy crown— An atmosphere, a barken gown. Young one, rest beneath my shade And share in all these things we’ve made.

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"Though the Woods." Photo by Yifan Wang