Things Immaterial

I found a moth on my kitchen window, climbing up the screen. It was a large moth, close to an inch, I think— I didn’t measure, and it seemed confused by endless mesh beneath its legs, its feet— fragile, if moths have them, I didn’t check— and morning’s heat, the lack of exits, how it … More Things Immaterial

Metaphors

A year or so ago I wished for a black hole. It was an impossible wish, of course, and as the months passed, I chided myself for what seemed a whimsical descent into fancy. A black hole? In my lifetime? I would never be that lucky. So, I forgot about it…until the above image appeared … More Metaphors

Imbalance

There are polar bears amassing in Belushya Guba. Have you heard? This Russian town has had to set up patrols because melting sea ice has forced the bears to look for food outside of their natural habitat. Polar bears raiding garbage cans. Let that sink in. *** I dragged my trash and recycling bins back … More Imbalance