Darkness at noon 1 Comment / climate change, ecology, History, poetry / By David Horton The fog of war, the smoke of climate change Discover more from Nomdeplume Subscribe to get the latest posts sent to your email. Type your email… Subscribe
Jackie Lowe 05/01/2020 at 12:30 pm What climate change? It’s not real, I’m sitting here in my bubble and refuse to see the world burn down, refuse to see my children’s children die before they can dream of having their own.. Reply
What climate change? It’s not real, I’m sitting here in my bubble and refuse to see the world burn down, refuse to see my children’s children die before they can dream of having their own..