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When one dives, separate from her mate, death is mere illusion. She peers through water, assuring this. When the crippled reeds rehabilitate, begin their constant arc toward spring, pain seems impossible. Continue reading
In our basement, soaking mops, felt sops, fans, and a useless shop-vac. The sump pump’s conversation, all regurgitation and monologue. The old man down the street tries to clear the storm Continue reading
FIRST THINGS FIRST. If you don’t know this, you should: black people are doing significant work at this very moment all throughout the environmental movement. Despite this good work, it’s impossible Continue reading
Paintings by Lowell Hayes WE HAVE GATHERED TOGETHER TODAY, in a still-dark grove on the side of a hill, to hear a few words about hemlock. We are a small Continue reading
1. Shovel early, shovel often. Early winter. So exciting! Before the powder turns to ice, before your brain settles into stale-air mush, head out to gawk at fresh small-mammal tracks and Continue reading
