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Hey Mom

I’ve decided to stop conceptualizing my yard as a garden and start conceptualizing it as a salad buffet for the local wildlife. It seems to be a wildly successful salad buffet. I know you’ve been trying to reach me again, and, as I’m still stuck in this life, I seem to be stuck repeating our…

People of different types

If I had any doubts about the peopleness of animals when I initiated prank wars with them on the farm, those doubts were crushed in my first defeat. It has to be Anne Shirley’s fault that I romanticize the rural living I simultaneously blame my mother for isolating us into. Reading William Apes’ essays, I’ve…

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