Sold out for a brief moment! My favorite zines are the ones I didn't expect to hit me so hard and Trees I Miss is a perfect example of this. The sweet and simple premise opens up into a lot of interesting history, poetic prose, and mourning for a climate and region that's changing.

Corina writes in the introduction: "The trees I remember were like touchstones; I'd look forward to seeing them in different neighborhoods, or as the changing seasons revealed their baby leaves in spring, their autumn colors, or their bare branches against winter skies. When I first discovered these trees gone, they left holes in the sky and in my heart where they'd been."

12 pages, half-letter size.