Prose Poem: The Hiker, The Biker, & The Juniper tree

The Hiker, The Walker and the Juniper TreeI walked everywhere when I was pregnant. Fortunately, Flagstaff, Arizona is a good walking town. In winter it’s never really that cold, and in summer it’s never really too hot. In spring and fall, it can get pretty windy, but I still walked. I walked a lot before I got pregnant too. And I’ve done a lot of walking since.Mostly I walked alone. The man I called my husband –even though we’d never bothered to get married– preferred to ride his bike as his pri...

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