ideas for a new earth

Tonight, I have walked down the street and crossed the tracks at that gap that must have been a road once, guarded by the broken teeth of...

Part of a collection capturing the voices of the earth, and their response to the press of humanity. Written in conversation with...

How do we love despicable things? The fly that brings disease, the soiled hand, the rotting heap. Disgust can be a survival mechanism...

This post was sent to my newsletter at the new moon, the first missive of my Word of the Moon series. If you'd like to receive this when...

Who do I thank when I eat an okra? I thank the plant which birthed it, and my body which tended and welcomed each leaf and flower. I...

There was a time in my life when I lived by speed. The drive to produce, to accomplish, to see and do overwhelmed other values - and I...