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Almost Animal

In Queens, New York, there is a room you can visit where dead animals stare plaintively at you. Two bears, black and brown, stand on their hind legs, claws outstretched. Caught Continue reading

Wild Darkness

FOR TWENTY-SIX SEPTEMBERS I’ve hiked up streams littered with corpses of dying humpbacked salmon. It is nothing new, nothing surprising, not the stench, not the gore, not the thrashing of black Continue reading