“I had a beautiful dream I was dancing with a tree. —Sandra Cisneros Some things on this earth are unspeakable: Genealogy of the broken— A shy wind threading leaves after a massacre, Or the smell of coffee and no one there— Some humans say trees are not sentient beings, But they do not understand poe…”— Joy Harjo, apmpodcasts.orgTagged: Poetry, The Slowdown, Dreams, Trees, Walking