Hitching a ride, trusting a partner, marrying the same person three times
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A mysterious presence, a troupe of anarchists, a nocturnal visitor
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I dream of a hard and brutal mysticism in which the naked self merges with a nonhuman world and yet somehow survives still intact, individual, separate. Paradox and bedrock.
Natural law is the highest law, and it would be folly to figure that you can outwit natural law. Winona LaDuke
Natural law is the highest law, and it would be folly to figure that you can outwit natural law.
Winona LaDuke
Our choice is clear: ignore the crisis and be swept up in a cycle of accelerating disaster, or manage a rapid decline of fossil-fuel use to avert the worst.
I was not afraid of alligators or snakes. I swam past them with some vague feeling that I was safer in the water with these creatures than on land with the humans.
I soon found out that the reservoir was where some locals dumped their unwanted dogs. I was there one afternoon with Sofia when a well-dressed woman stepped from a Mercedes and opened the back door.
“What are you going to do with it?” Nan whispers. “Do with what?” asks the boy who stole the vial. “I saw you,” Nan says. “I’m going to swallow it,” he says. His eyes are wide and a little disturbing. “Why?” Nan asks. “I want a horse inside of me,” he says.
Sometimes the horses grazing / in the nearby pastures come to the fence / and we talk. Or I do, and they seem to listen.
Put a bald truck tire in the top of a cypress tree in Florida / and soon an osprey will arrive to build its roost / of sharp dry twigs and torn-up winter grass.