Dave Bonta in epigrams and conundrums, forest January 6, 2017 14 Words

In this new upside-down world

A close-up of four-inch-long columns of needle ice sprouted from damp soil.

crops grow in the absence of sunlight, sexless and cold as an economist’s dream.

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