The Growing Cost of Climate Change — The Making of a Nightmare In late January of 2019, the jet stream lost control of the polar vortex, bringing previously unseen temperatures and precipitation over most of North America. As warmer air disrupted the frigid arctic air, this massive wave of heavy wind and subzero temperatures leeched south and brought rivers and streams to…

A Prompted Poem on Resilience — what is resilience but rapid recovery bouncing back full swing after catastrophe it speaks of longevity with a youthful nature to be able to restore such majestic grandeur our planet is resilient in spite of our desires to bend the very world as a plaything of ours it will be…

Denialism and Dismissal are Getting Tired — Why are we still doing this? Seems the worse the problem gets, the more energy is spent on denying it. As I’m writing this, it strikes me that this situation is a lot like the stages of grief… diluted across the people of the world. Some of us deny the…

A Prompted Poem on Resistance — ripped from our home, they move earth to get rid of us we exist they poison us, bury us under tons of concrete and metal we resist biding our time, we gather our resources we persist we break free of our prison, done with hiding we desist we attack from…

I wrote a poem in a garden bathed in diffuse light. The buzzing and clicking of the insects filled the air as birds chimed in with their occasional chirps. I wrote a poem in a garden that breathed inspiration. …

You Continue Running from Your Home — Previous Chapter || Start From The Beginning || Submit Your Chapter Here Neon blue goop was slobbered all over everything beneath your shin, and you’re pretty sure the envelope gave you a papercut. The pain was unbearable. You kick the envelope aside as you attempt to run down the hallway…

A Prompted Limerick on Goop — To strengthen a forest by water, you’ll need a riparian buffer. While technically just a transition of such, I’m picturing spreadable butter. While this limerick was directed by the prompt goop from Lucy Dan 蛋小姐 (she/her/她), it was inspired by this brief back-and-forth I had with “@a_gneiss_birb” on Twitter, which…

A Prompted Poem on Appreciating the Small Things — Take a breath. It’s not something we think about all that often. The air rushes in. That cool flow of our atmosphere fills our lungs. 25,000,000,000,000,000,000,000 molecules. About a fifth of that necessary for our survival. Tiny little Oxygen. Each less than a nanometer across, but so important. Take some…

Why I can’t wait to play Dungeons and Dragons — I may have never played it But the thought makes me fidget I think it sounds so cool To fight water monsters in a pool (Maybe even Lo Mein Could be their bane) It sounds awesome as a DM (Could be me, hem hem) When I am one There should be a horse…