2017



“…When I came closer, climbing up to him like a supplicant to a guru, I paused for a breath. Timmy had an iPod plugged into his ears, the band Radiohead on repeat. As I passed him, he pulled the buds from his ears and deftly inserted them into mine. He dropped the player into my shirt pocket and took off up the rock as if he were a cat scrambling up a tree. I was left alone with a head suddenly full of music. This was anthropogenic change at its finest. I kept moving, finding the beat with my step, touching rock with the slap of my hand as the lead vocalist sang: