Let’s begin this way: I am heartbroken. And grateful for it. Outside my window, in the upper branches of a self-seeded Oak tree, now 40 feet high, an…
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Two women were fighting over a child, each claiming to be the mother. Not able to discern who was the true mother, King Solomon proposed he cut the…
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I am writing this from Topanga, where the mountain meets the sea in the Tongva language, a canyon village in Southern California. What inspired this…
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I awaken each morning to the ritual moment of seeking out the sky. When I awaken this dawn there is a pale half-moon in early blue, shining through the…
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June 1, 2022. I am teaching a weeklong Writing Intensive online. The Intensive is taking place during this time of extreme chaos. Writers are…
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By Andrea Bowers. Eco Grief Extinction Series, Can the World Mend in This Body? (Quote by Deena Metzger; Bird: Bachman Warbler, Declared Extinct…
I have been listening to Bright Green Lies by Derrick Jensen, Lierre Keith, and Max Wilbert for the last days. I am listening, you understand, as the…
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“To prepare for war, to give millions of men and women the opportunity to practice killing day and night in their hearts, is to plant millions of seeds…
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Desperate Love Letters To A Wounded Earth