To the Ones who Picked All the Small Apples from the Young Apple Trees, and Threw Them Onto the Parking Lot
Editor's note: For the third year running, our friend and local poet Elisabeth Wenger wrote a beautiful poem to help us celebrate Future Festival. She's become the Huss Poet Laureate. Thank you, Elisabeth! Come! Let me embrace you in my arms of gentle rage, taught as bowstring, tight as catgut, a tug you and I both recognize. Let me...