Tom Lagasse Climate Survival The issue of the millennium smolders beneath the distractions of the political climate rife with corruption, and denial remains constant, a system of high pressure more constant than prayer. Needing to look away, I cast my gaze through the streaked office window. Finches, whose tiny bodies sway on spent mustard stalks, peck at the pods until the seeds are exposed. There is enough for now and a few spill away, like an offering to Mother Earth so she may again grant the mustard’s return. Taking flight, the finches are a blur of mustard sunshine. Will they survive the growing fire of our making?
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