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… pizza. And so, with a certain degree of optimism uncommon to us on most days, my wife, Erin, and I drive west … out , Mama! Nice…blue sky !”  Her odd cadences are like melodies to me and I can’t help but repeat them back. “Nice…day… … how to pet the dog. Erin was sympathetic to the task, but also dubious that it would result in the desired outcome. …

… her leg, the withering of her flesh under the cast. She readied herself for the time she would have to step down to … She dreamed herself as the stone she carried, having come from a volcano as fire, and having been once, eons … on the cliff, heard in its call Ray’s whisper before he died when he had lain under the heavy body of the pickup and …

… succession. The facts were illuminated by a running commentary, concise and witty, and loaded with quotations. I … Color, Human Culture and Cure , and Social Upbuilding . He also invented instruments which he claimed could cure … Babbitt grew up in New York City; after his mother died, he went to live with relatives in Cincinnati, worked …

… Happy I don’t know what the Bible says— my mother who died after being mercilessly kept alive by machines at the …

… On Not Becoming an Ecosexual The Question of Animism Winnie Truong, … “We are… pollen-amorous.”). I read about these ecosexuals, these women who host chakra-color-coded plural … these “others”—nature, perhaps, first and foremost—or we die.  Interestingly, many of these theories, …