They told me you were extinct in the visitors center a little plaque with your name outside we gather under the overhang as you dole out oil lamps they say it was the way you flocked that made you so easy to hunt, I’d say it’s your nail polish in the middle of nowhere...
Photo: Petar Milošević, CC BY-SA 4.0, via Wikimedia Commons FORGET-ME-NOT – Memory always sees the loved ones in miniature.– Walter Benjamin, One-Street And Other Writings I struggle up an unwavering hour where the blue tile travels. Ko’k g’ish they call it. In...
Photo: Bernard Gagnon – Own work, CC BY-SA 3.0 I balance precariously on the drainage pipe, jutting out into the sand flat encrusted with oysters, barnacles, and slippery sea lettuce. My daypack, stuffed with sampling gear and my water bottle, slides into the...
Photos and Drawings by Eve Müller and Kelly Terwilliger. NOTE: This is an excerpt from a collaborative, book-length work (Water Questions) based on a series of 12 swims – one a month – in a different body of wild Oregon water. The authors fully immersed themselves in...
Photo by CEphoto, Uwe Aranas Level 24Level 48Level 59Level 86I was under the age of six,anaconda squeezing my mums handup the steps, we were insideone of the silver twin skyscrapersThe Petronas TowersI protested against goingdue to my intense fear of heights,I could...
Photo: Peter coxhead, CC BY-SA 3.0, via Wikimedia Commons After getting off the winding corkscrew roadsurrounded by wild packs of zigzaggingBukit Tinggi jungle trees,Paji parked and carried on daytime walking throughthe French-themed resort with my parents and II can...
