the waste stream is becoming more toxic. the poison concentrates upward, all the big creatures will die first, and the little ones will inherit the earth.

children are still being born
with horrific deformities
from our agent orange
in vietnam.

For it is a fact not generally, not publicly acknowledged: we have true lives and we have lives that are accidental lives. there will be no memory of the merely accidental.   j.c. oates

for other people the coincidences of our lives will have no meaning.