A short essay written for Contingent Magazine.
On the frayed edge of the post-industrial city of Providence, Rhode Island, two rivers converge between expressway ramps. They are called the West River and the Moshassuck, and they are the least regarded waterways in the region. Pavement pushes to the very edge of their banks, which are largely hidden from public view. And yet, a surprising diversity of life persists here–tenuous, invisible cities on the margins of the human-built environment.
photo: overlooking the West River, circa 2021.