Records of our Future Past

Across the dusty plains of southwest lands, An empty dish lies buried in the sands; With taps turned off to nature’s moist supply, As climates change the basin starts to dry.   Within the hellish bowels of holy caves, Lie imprints of misplaced and ancient waves; Our excavated past can tell us why, As climates … Read more

Echoes in the Dunes

From nothing came a burst of blinding light, With waves that trickled out to every shore; For eons, they were hidden out of sight, Just shimmers of some swift cosmic encore.   But now these ancient signals are revealed, Structures since built contaminate their yield. We urge the silence of this barren land: Reveal to … Read more

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