Punctually at 3:47pm each afternoon, a family of Titi tamarins arrived at my rooftop doorway to ask for bananas.
Tag: anthropocene
The Flickering: the wild still sings in the dark
A screech owl whinnies in the distance and somewhere in the back of my mind arises the knowledge that tomorrow will be longer and harder for this nocturnal venture, but life will seem easier.
Sawdust & Smoke: Finding Life in the Remnants
As much as my heart bleeds daily, I don’t want to spend the rest of my finite time with Mother Earth in mourning.