We hear, "Torn branches lay strewn around the base of the wind-toused
tree," and we see an image of a proud, strong tree, it's leaves
long-gone in the cold of winter, standing in defiance of the storm
that just passed.
We hear, "He toused his brother's hair," and a scene flashes into our
minds: a moment of bonding, a simple gesture of fondness, a message
of everything-gonna-be-alright.
Welcome to the Toused Issue of Rustlings of the Wind.
We stand proud in defiance of the storm that just passed, and
everything gonna be alright.
We have a lot of amazing stuff in this issue. The art on our pages
is from the galleries of
Helyn Davenport. This is just a small sampling of her work.
Be sure to wander around and see it all.
We have one of the largest selections of poetry and prose we've ever
published, and we think it's also one of the highest quality
selections, too. So come on in and enjoy our Toused Issue.
We hope you enjoy the issue and all we have to offer.
