Another Neurodivergent Queer Writes A Blog!

Here’s Part I and Part II, in case you missed them. Now on with the poem!

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It Is Not Yours III

Lucca Daniel Green               17 January 2023

	Oh, the immortality of eddying mud:
	as flame burns, mud suffocates;
	     both consecrate—
	one to the gods, the other to Earth.

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Fossils always fascinated me, but they seem so remote, so impossible, that no one like me could ever find them. But what is petrified wood if not a fossil? No it isn’t the skeleton of a T-Rex (of which I’d like two, please, a pair to guard the doorway); but it is the skeleton of a once-living being, and moreover a skeleton of one of the beings that made oxygen-breathing life possible at all.

So anyway from time to time I’ve thought about the anaerobic environment necessary for organic matter to leave a trace. Eventually even bones are replaced by some other mineral, whether calcite or silicas (i.e. chalcedony, jasper, agate, opal). It’s made me wary of big bunches of mud, a bit irrationally if you think about how many stories you’ve heard of people getting sucked into a mud-pit (lol!).

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Oh, and by the way… some rocks fluoresce under UV light, like this chunk of epidote and feldspar with a surprise inside:

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But then I began to find what appear to have been human tools, and it registered with me then, finally, just how long this land have been inhabited and by whom.