Wild Life~Wild Spirit~Wild Shit
Musings on a misunderstood word for a state of naturalness.
Wild Life
Within this crease in the earth,
flowing springs nourish relict ice age plants. Snakes, bears, otters, frogs, and damselflies dance indifferent to humanity. Beginnings and ends cease inside the desert’s ancient heart of stone; and for a moment, we are here. 🤎
Wild Shit
In this region of the desert, finer details unveil themselves slowly at times.…