Editor’s Note

 /   /  By Emma Birches
Stone Soup Magazine
January 2018

By Emma Wood

I write to you before a crackling fire. It is officially winter in the Santa Cruz mountains, which, for us, means rain, not snow. But I grew up in the Northeast, and so I am dreaming of snow this time of year. And these poems and stories reflect that: many of them are full of the white flakes, bitter winds, and ice. A few, however, reflect the winter we enjoy in California—crisp but still beautiful, a kind of paradise. As for the art: while there are a few wintry images, I worked to bring a splash of color to the short, dark days. Enjoy (perhaps with some hot chocolate!)

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  1. Kaya Simcoe January 1, 2018 at 10:12 am Reply

    Thank you for this! I am very touched and honored to be a part of this issue!! (My story is Paradise?) Thanks again!!!

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