Grim News, Guys Number by which the sperm count of the average human male is declining each year: 5,000,000 Year in which human sperm count with reach zero at the current rate: 2045 Men will go extinct, and women will have to reproduce though parthenogenesis. Harper’s Index, June, 2021 The future for men looks abysmal.
The Noonday Demon Dean Benedict scanned the new girl’s transcript again, trying to pin down what bothered him about it – and her. She had completed two years at Dana Hall, where she had scored top marks in all her courses. But she’d been put on academic probation twice for cutting classes. Given her grades,
I will leave nothing behind. Where I am going, there might be something.
Slick mud on the bank. A merriment of otters Slides into the creek.
Compensation A tree gets killed. Men in a hurry finds its heart and cut it apart. Down it dies through the green and golden halls, heavy as myth, and injures the earth, falling. The chainsawyers snarl into the corpse and snag on the dryad sleeping inside. The woods boss drags her out; The lumberjackss swear
Passing Time I sit quietly Waiting for nothing at all. The cats wait with me.
Think Again These woods are not wild Any more, I thought, and then The black bear appeared.
I have stopped smoking. My smeller works better Now, but my teeth itch.
Work In Progress “’How now, this smoking no longer serves. Oh, my pipe! Hard it must go with me if thy charm be gone! … What business have I with this pipe? I’ll smoke no more-‘ He tossed the still lighted pipe into the sea.’” Herman Melville, Moby-Dick, Chapter XXX “Abstainer: A weak person who
May Morning Pleats and folds of cloud hang across the sky washed blue now the storm is over.