Killer Whale Has A Vision and Comes to Talk to Me about Proximological Encroachments of Civilizations in the Oceans
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Killer Whale Has A Vision and Comes to Talk to Me about Proximological Encroachments of Civilizations in the Oceans
Lawrence Paul Yuxweluptun
Okanagan woman, Canada, by Okanagan Indigenous Music and Arts Society
The Food Rescue Transformation Centre will increase cold storage capacity and improve its ability to handle larger volumes of donated food.
The Central Okanagan Food Bank is launching a $5.5 million capital campaign to transform an 11,000-square-foot warehouse in Kelowna into a ‘Food Rescue Transformation Centre’ aimed at reducing both food waste and food insecurity. “Our feasibility studies are showing that there are two million pounds out there right now that’s going into the land, falling off trees,” said Trevor Moss, executive director of the Central Okanagan Food Bank (COFB). The initiative comes as food banks report rising demand across the region, while millions of pounds of nutritious food continue to go unused each year due to oversupply, grading standards and cosmetic imperfections that make produce difficult to sell.
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A scene from yesteryear. 1950s Chevy truck in summer.
The Okanagan
Glass Coffin by Jeannette Armstrong
I am the one who sleeps in a glass coffin I do not rest but lie in the dark and listen as you relentless chip at grey stone nightly
you seek me and treasures gathered since childhood but I lie here and wait for your body to grow slippery and cool for you to slither it in somewhere between the cracks
then I will draw you in a whirlpool suck to me I will touch your flesh directly beneath skin taut as cellophane over jello I will dig a hole with my nail and you will come spilling out black and thick as molasses
I will slit through the thin parchment of your belly and expose the maggots inside to death then I will enter the eggshell body I will speak from there
I will watch with your eyes you have eyes to another stone age you have images to steal
I wait for you to enter this place