Sandra Steingraber reads from her essay about the fiftieth anniversary of ecologist Rachel Carson’s Silent Spring, accompanied by fracking photographs by Nina Berman.
The thing about new blooms is that they tend to bleed— / Those petals birthed / hugging close / that come warmer weather are tricked into jumping away...
I spent a good part of my childhood at home staring outside my bedroom window, following the trail of planes approaching the nearby Paris airport in the sky from my banlieue. I envied the passengers...