compost. [ ⋇ ]

We think with knowledge-as-humus*.
We are dedicated to the ubiquitous queer knowledges embodied in the entangled performances of the myriad earthlings.
How critters and things make and unmake/are made and unmade by things and critters.
Plants and humans are continually affecting/becoming affected by one another in their inter(intra)active becomings*. And they are simultaneously shaping and being shaped by a tentacular web of other coworkers.
Our own small community is unfurling in webs of mycorrhizal conspiracies* making our compost hot and juicy. As part of our companion species, we are gratefully indebted to feminist science studies scholars for speaking worlding-words, and providing wormy soils to grow the powerful, decolonial, kin-making, troubled stories necessary to play the non-innocent games of dancing for plants on a damaged planet. And plants set the rules.
Their chemical insights are already laboring at every corner of our naturecultural capitalistic assemblages: they are feeding us, healing us, housing us, dressing us up, and breathing out the air we live from.
But plants are mattering* in many other ways. They are skillful fomenters of symbiosis/sympoiesis technologies, the unruly knowers of team world-designing, relentlessly queering identities, time, space and bodies. They are the compost kweens.
(dance for plants ~~ http://www.danceforplants.com/)