This week, London based artist Sarah Staton offers us this image with poem concrete text - anthropocene and deep under the messy forest floor, residual birch oak ash murmur silently to each other through dark damp earth, their messages carried on the hidden matted mesh of mycelium threads that weave between fungi who extend there brave small heads above the ground to the zone where they can listen in to human's reckless plans and plots - new methods of destruction in the collective race to ground zero apocalyptic planetary annihilation