Elizabeth Romero: No Substitutes
A shy skinny kid at the counter
Ordered pea soup.
The waitress dumped it from a small can
Added water and heated it.
Ippen Shonin: Sorrow
those things we have longed for most
have not been attained
Elsa Gidlow: Despair
I can laugh now.
Have you not heard my laughter?
It leads the winds:
They come tumbling and bubbling after.
Video: Are we the last generation — or the first sustainable one?
Hannah Ritchie makes an evidence-based case for why we have a meaningful chance to solve global environmental problems for the first time in human history.
Stephen Haven: Iowa City, 1983
I remember best the cartography of each failed kindness…
Frank Sabatino, DC, PhD: Alzheimer’s Disease and Women
A plant-based diet has more than 50 times the antioxidant potential than any other eating plan on planet Earth and is the most successful way to eliminate the oxidative stress associated with Alzheimer’s Disease.
Judith R. Robinson: I Apologize
My own people, once stalwart as the stars,
must now weep as we, their stunning progeny,
disappear like shadows
into the cracked cement of sweet America
Robert Wrigley: A Similar While
The window-walloped chickadee that burst
from the hollow of her hands at her chest
startled her
Video: Frimas
When getting an abortion has once again become a criminal offense, Kara is confronted by a grim and brutal reality. Even though obvious dangers are at play, she seeks out the services of an illegal mobile abortion clinic.
Abby Zimet: May Men Learn to Replace Bitterness and Violence with Love, Love, Love, Love
Birmingham churches rang their bells four times in tribute – in a synagogue, a shofar was blown – as hundreds of people black and white filled the church for a remembrance ceremony.
Baruch November: Two Poems
I would like to trade all
these bitter flavors
for a few holy sparks,
a bit of heavy
forgetting, a long kiss
Stan Cox: A Future Generation Shows Up Ahead of Schedule
The decision in favor of Montana’s youth is inspiring more lawsuits across the country.
Kathleen O’Toole: Her Grip
Now, her magnificent grasp
of language diminished, her hands
express all there is to say: hold me,
stay with me. Don’t leave me alone.
