When Whistles Melt into Beeps: Four Poems for AutoEthnographer Author’s Memo I approach poetry as a vessel to preserve the...
The poems in this collection are a reflection on my zero waste aspirations (and the values behind the movement at large).
From all there is something to be learned, as the river itself has been victimized, has not escaped its own environmental terrorism.
I write out of the consciousness that I am both a product of the violence of war and a migratory being—not only in the strictest sense of physical displacement, but also in belonging.
No More Content