axes of devolution

birding in the sixth extinction

cloud city

dreamloss

eye

golden love

human obsessed boundaries

if it's something you won't miss it will remain

thirty-nine 0 nine

making islands of peninsulas floating away

oh, comet!

tiny swimmer in the left distance wore a web suit and swam beyond us. she dangled a thermometer before and said, it's not bad, it's sixty-two. we met up shivery after.

so far

conning science

time drift

touch

we're air.             david suzuki