You are a sea of sadness; you ride through the streets of Bellingham in your fastest sports car.
A Requiem for Nature
Recently, I learned that Rosalie Chapple, a writer and conservationist in Australia, wrote a response to the recent wildfires there that was inspired by my essay, “Fine Particles of Brilliant Forests, Burning.” It’s a vivid requiem to Australia’s wild beings, and I’m honored to have given her essay it’s model. Check in out, and send…
The Half-Million Dollar Rat Hotel
And other stories of the rats who love Seattle’s housing boom. Reposted from Medium just because I really like this piece. There are two kinds of homeowners in Seattle, my dad used to quip, those who know they have rats and those who don’t. And it’s true: according to the 2013 American Housing Survey, Seattle is…
Fine Particles of Brilliant Forests, Burning
Lately, as everyone knows, Seattle has been smoky, the air quality Victorian, the particulate levels exceedingly high. Particulates: the particular bits of the burning things, the things burning being the Northwest’s forests, the forests and their beings. Which are first of all trees: snags, sprouts, saplings, old growth, monoculture third growth firs. And spruce needles,…
Poetry in a Vacuum
The moon is a rock. No food on the moon!
Hello!
It’s summertime and it’s hot and we’d probably both like to be swimming. Yesterday I fished a live pill bug out of my daughter’s mouth. It uncurled itself in my palm. It went on living. Please stick around if you would like. You can read everything I know I’ve published here. Or go outside and…
