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Jenkin Benson is a graduate student, musician, and poet. New Mundo Press published his debut full-length are we rocking with this? August 2025. CUTT PRESS published his debut solo chapbook 6th man award in September 2024. Publications and music here: https://linktr.ee/jenkinbenson
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From the Author
“ … climate change is far simpler than we’ve been led to believe. You can throw out all the talk of Net Zero, Carbon Dioxide Removal, Scenarios & Pathways, Carbon Budgets, and whatever other buzzwords IPCC will introduce next. The physical climate facts are: we’ve put over a trillion tons of CO2 into the atmosphere that we cannot remove, it (along with other GHGs) will warm the globe by at least 4°C by 2100 (even if all emissions stopped today), agricultural failure is imminent within a decade or so. The socio-political facts are: hyperfragile modern civilization will collapse following agricultural failure. We’re not going to geoengineer our way out of this. There will not be a revolution. Fascism is ascendant and governments will protect billionaires and sacrifice the working class. There’s nothing we can do except try to soften the blow on children and the most vulnerable. After 1,500 years or so the earth will have warmed 10°C, which will be practically a sterilizing event for the planet. Earth will be doing good to still have anything larger than bacteria alive. If complex life ever evolves on this planet again, the only sign humans existed will be a geological layer of plastic microparticles.”
–Sam Hill, The Busy Worker’s Handbook to the Apocalypse
the phytoplankton are dying and so are we.
bummermode.
winter is went from us. now it’s just wet bulbs and it’s all in our heads until it compulses out of us. why should i be the one taking the sert and busp? it’s the autotrophs that actually need it. and since we’re so ethized to soddening in supine, i must sign: this ain’t ecoverse. and still, it meters the synecology.
poetry does not seem to be prepared for the task of fully underfinding end. but, also, isn’t it less unprepared than all other literatures? so here’s putting forth a little ettle, a fuss of conatus, denegation. thanks for reading!









