Ki warbles. Ki croaks at the edge of a pool, green-shaded by ki’s overhang. Kin everywhere.
The warbling hopping on the earthing seeking seedlings under the shading.
Old menning stroking beardings, separating once and for all “this is the subject, and this the object”.
Now I am he, and all you kin are its.
I gather them, name them. I have dominion. The oak falls to my axe.
Where now are kin?
This piece is an experiment. It uses the suggestion of Robin Kimmerer that the division of pronouns into personal (he/she) and impersonal (it) in English reflects a worldview of dominion rather than stewardship of nature. She