Interview for Deep Green Resistance Radio

April 1, 2014: Deep Green Resistance’s Jennifer Murnan and Kourtney Mitchell interviewed me about police violence against women in San Diego along with the deeply insightful Rachel Ivey for the first episode of DGR Radio:  
The San Salvador: A Legacy of Genocide

The San Salvador: A Legacy of Genocide

What do you see when you look out across San Diego and see the San Salvador being reconstructed? Do you see the first wave of wave upon wave of white settlers who systematically dispossessed California’s indigenous people of their lands? Do you see the beginnings of a...
maladaptive behavior

maladaptive behavior

  when I feel crazy or when I run out of things to say as if there really is a difference I wonder why I even bother to write all this down when I feel crazy or when I run out of things to say I go to Joshua Tree I like to find a warm, flat stone to sit on and...
only Joshua trees

only Joshua trees

  these deserts lack the scaffolded red-bud Judas trees there are only Joshua trees though they are drenched in silver pieces of starlight spying where there is no Jericho no Serrano on Serrano sands no Cahuilla on Cahuilla lands no Chemehuevi anymore the...
Red Sky Warning

Red Sky Warning

  early one day I was walking with the sun and sky down by Mission Beach, San Diego harbor we watched Cahuilla sailors join the navy trading one desert for another Mixtec men, with iron in hand helping to build a replica of Cabrillo the explorer’s flagship the...
a natural event

a natural event

I’ve seen walleyes dance themes from the bottom proudly showing they never forgot despite finding concrete obstacles to their mating beds. Stoney-eyed fish, puffing bubbles trying to get their freak on met with cold walls say: “not cool, man.” And,...
Someone Else’s Map

Someone Else’s Map

in the havenwoods, a different gossip is discernible from bird-talk it comes from the paisa the fairies of the forest the paisa speak of a young Meskwaki woman who felt her way through the trees chased by cartographers wielding the sharp points of compasses exhausted...
gathering place

gathering place

Spring, but grey above grey below grey michigaami grey milwaukee ghosts long clouds of winter withdraw on wings of grey gulls pulling back the air thin reeds bow east leaving a trail to the shore and I I follow until sitting on grey stone spray on my face awake...