Something that Emma says whenever we are with nature. I think partly she’s trying to joke, but for me it fits almost too well. “We out here.” It’s true. It’s us. It’s nature. It’s that fat guy riding his bike up the mountain that you just have to root for cause damn, same. It’s a burger and fries and no place to throw your trash.

It’s water from a spicket that’s never cold enough but you still drink it all, and sweating your ass off cause you hadn’t planned on hiking today so you wore a hoodie cause it was kinda cloudy. It’s the pile of manure in the middle of the road and the wee dead fish on the side of the lake you just have to take a pic of. And we out here. We out here.

—m.h.

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