Neglect to lock a door and your heart flies open.
When I was offered a copy of Mary Mackey's most recent poetry collection, The Jaguars That Prowl Our Dreams, in exchange for a review, I was a little hesitant to accept. But, since I always love trying something new and am never disappointed by how much I learn when I step outside my comfort zone, I decided to snatch up this chancing opportunity.
The images and voices of people who care to see the earth flourish for generations to come inspired me, speaking worth into something as little as a hair clip. I remember walking in the warm afternoon sunlight to join the climate rally at one of my local parks. Even in my small town, people care.