Clapping as Voice

Clapping as Voice

Clapping as Voice Tonight I stood outside clapping for our National Health Service, for all the individuals who are front and center dealing with the covid virus pandemic here in the UK. At 8 pm I stepped outside my front door and started clapping. Alone. On an empty...
Woven Tattered Woven

Woven Tattered Woven

Woven Tattered Woven More from Cinder Hypki: The Far Field Stories Project recent posts Stones to the Pile of Climate Activism Strengthen Your Connection to Nature: 5 Activities to Try Today Exiting the Anthropocene Can We Be, With All Our Relations? Notes for the...
The Mutuality of a Moment

The Mutuality of a Moment

The Mutuality of a Moment Last night. Baltimore. Downtown. Almost dark. I was driving on Fayette, approaching Colvin near the main Post Office. Traffic slowed. As I neared the intersection, I saw a young man on the ground smack dab in the middle with his smashed...