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Abandoned Cabin | Mountain Night
Senior Digital Project Specialist
This cabin is easy to miss when driving by as it blends in to the woods so well.
Mountain Night
This poem is about how often we forget to take in nature around us, and how healing it can be if we let it.
Marisa Vanness
MD Class of 2025
This is starlight kind of weather
where I cannot see a face
but I can feel the warmth of a hand.
the kind of cold, clear,
crispness in the air
that makes my heart alive
the kind that makes you feel
small beneath these thousands of fiery eyes,
while at the same time
your heart is opened so wide you don’t know
where you end
and the sky begins
