The Burning
TWO SHEEP PEERED OUT the window of a Tesla next to us, their woolly rumps bumping together each time the driver hit the gas. Cries rang out from the back seat Continue reading
TWO SHEEP PEERED OUT the window of a Tesla next to us, their woolly rumps bumping together each time the driver hit the gas. Cries rang out from the back seat Continue reading
DURING THE OPENING CREDITS of the hit HBO series The Last of Us, a river of slime mold wends its way through darkness, through bushy foliate jelly mushrooms, arboreal earth tongues, Continue reading
I GREW UP IN THE NO NUKES ERA, first dragged to protests by my hippie parents, then attending by my own volition. If you’d asked me in the 1980s what I Continue reading
And indeed there will be time For the yellow smoke that slides along the street, Rubbing its back upon the windowpanes . . . — T. S. Eliot, “The Love Song Continue reading
This essay was commissioned in partnership with L.L.Bean in recognition of Mental Health Awareness Month, and in support of L.L. Bean’s purpose: to inspire and enable people to experience the restorative Continue reading