

He endeavored to walk the length of this nation a second time, this time barefoot. He ran barefoot, ate only plant-based food. He made scores of videos of his daily experiences. He became an activist, protesting to protect the environment and people more vulnerable than himself. He worked a full-time job at a library, where he joined the union. He walked across the United States in 81 days and blogged about it the entire way. A towering person who seemed to make art in every moment of life. hiding from their own / pain / and / fears

of / thousands / of / trees / fighting to exist / as something more than / paper goods / consumed / by adults Permanent / small insignificant objects / can grow / into / a forest / of / honest desperation / to become / one Through the teardrops / leaking / from / your vulnerability / until / your weakness understands / it / is not He sounds like the kind of person we should all hope to be when we grow up. Mark was a young person, impassioned by his beliefs and his work, who lived vigorously in accordance with their demands. I also know that he should be recognized here, to a larger community, for the example of his humanity. I did not know Mark, but from his work I do know that his community misses him deeply. Mark was killed in January at the age of 33, while walking in Florida. He responded minutes later, from the side of a road somewhere, that he would be delighted to take part. I felt certain, from following his videos and website, that his contribution would be generous, ecstatic and insightful. I had never met Mark, but I wanted him to participate in this column space, so that he could share news and reflections about his project of walking barefoot across America to raise money and awareness around climate change. Today’s column was supposed to be guest-written by poet and environmental activist Mark Baumer.
