Pro-Life My Foot
Now that the Supreme Court has overturned Roe v Wade and left it to the states to decide whether a woman has autonomy over her body, it’s worth taking a peek under the hood of the “pro-life” viewpoint.
Now that the Supreme Court has overturned Roe v Wade and left it to the states to decide whether a woman has autonomy over her body, it’s worth taking a peek under the hood of the “pro-life” viewpoint.
I’ve written that everything is an everything story, by which I mean that, in a global economy that is hyper-connected–physically, via supply chains, and digitally, via the Internet–it is difficult to separate one issue from another. For instance, climate change […]
You needn’t believe in ghosts to dance with them. Just ask the Robin napping in the quiet of a broken fountain, drunk on jasmine and sugar. Ask drowsy Orion, who was up all night, or the Taiga, bent on its […]
For most of us, when faced with a law or policy we don’t like, our options are to comply with it, or, failing to do so, risk fines, imprisonment, job-loss, and ostracism. But for the powerful, it’s very different: they can comply, sure, but they can also lobby to change the rules, bend them, or simply ignore them–and rarely face consequences.
To write love poems when this world’s a mess
is like, depending on your point of view,
finding jasmine on the moon—an excess
of joy where all is bleak—or dreams of blue
sky at night, of food in famine…
We are all mourners now, our clothes
funeral shrouds we tear off our backs
when the time comes (and it will come);
in one pocket we carry brushes for tidying
the graves we stumble on in schools, churches,
nightclubs, concerts, grocery stores, streetcorners…
The other afternoon I was driving to pick up my three-year-old son from preschool, as I do every week day, when something funny happened. Now, I should note that I drive a black, 2016 Tesla Model S that has never […]
We spill talk like blood—O, I cherish you!
—but we cannot sustain the sentiment,
so we spill blood like blood, a kind of coup
against ourselves; no, I never meant
you harm, just want what’s best for my children
I can’t decide anything these days: sonnet or free verse;
to read on the couch or spend my son’s brief nap putting
away dishes as if dishes could ever stay clean; hope or
despair…
As the goal to limit warming to 1.5C slips out of reach, Capital Good Fund seeks $25 million to kickstart a 5-year plan to deploy $1 billion in green loans to 40,000 underserved homeowners
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