Mom (for Bethany)She was the best mom. In hard times, she’d put a Bible under my pillow so words of comfort mingled with my dreams. (Fear not, for I bring...
Migrationwe must find a new home. Five billion years — the earth falls into the sun’s embrace and will not let her go. Our species needs five...
TransformationYou are trapped in the gyre, drifting in the ocean without oxygen in a mass the size of Texas. You can escape. Lean close. You must throw...