Draining the Water Tower

Climate change will likely lead to irreversible declines in freshwater storage in the Tibetan Plateau by the middle of this century, impacting the supply freshwater for nearly two billion people.

Pollutants on the Storm

After Hurricane Harvey, flooding damage to oil refineries, chemical plants, and Superfund sites meant that residents in the Houston metropolitan area were exposed to increased levels of chemical pollutants, including pesticides, flame retardants, and other harmful industrial compounds.

Colours of Distant Life

This poem is inspired by recent research, which has created a colour catalogue to help find life on distant, frozen worlds.

Uneven Water

Swirling underground, invisible toxins leach into view. Potent cocktails of mismanaged waste that ebb and drift and flow. Flow into wells that hide in plain

An example of the Donax obesulus surf clam that was used in this study to observe historical ENSOE events.

Close as a Clam

We scavenge the coastlines, in search of living, low-tech tools that carry within them the promise of our climate’s past and future tense. Geochemical proxies

Water Falling Still

Cascading from rocky peaks, you plunge into view, flowing like a fan into streams and lakes and lives. Fawning at your force we strive to

Snake River near Keystone, Colorado, USA.

Rare Earth Water

Cascading carelessly past weathered ore you slither into view against the levee’s edge. Sparkling waters that blister in the warming sun, their see-through hues a

Freshwater Salts

Icy breath cascades across our asphalt arteries, meandering blockages that we incinerate with shovelfuls of salted grit; their cloying excess overspilling into unkempt reservoirs that

Melting Lakes

Golden rays of winter’s sun pierce through the roof-shingle of the channel-sky, forbidden warmth enfolding frozen robes that shudder at the touch of an assumed

At Loggerheads with the Storm

Beneath mottled shells of dreary, setting suns we bury instruments in living sands; digital treasures to map the edges of existence. Caressing your carapace as