A reluctant carbon-based life-form, Duane L Herrmann was surprised to find himself on a farm in Kansas in 1951. He’s still trying to make sense of that, but has grown fond of grass waving under wind, trees and the enchantment of moonlight. His work has been published in print and online, even some of both in languages he can’t read. These include a sci fi novel, nine collections of poetry, a local history, two collections of short stories, stories for children and more. He has carried baby kittens in his mouth, petted snakes, and has had conversations with owls, but is careful not to anger them! All this, despite a traumatic, abusive childhood embellished with dyslexia, ADHD; now compounded by cyclothymia, an anxiety disorder, and PTSD.