snag

This work by Rachel Cranmer consists of a short story, Snag, and two shadow boxes. The story, beginning in 2030, follows the “afterlife” of a woman and others leaving a chaotic, decaying world to find their final resting place - so it seems. From that loss, new life emerges both naturally and through the efforts of all kinds of people from land stewards to artisans.

The author plans to continue refining Snag, incorporating insights from green death professionals, before seeking publication.

The shadow boxes represent death options:

  • “Forever Young"

    A view of traditional burial

    Photo taken at a traditional cemetery

    A memorial plaque with a photograph of a smiling woman, a lily of the valley flower, a yellow receipt, and a small glass container inside a white frame overlooking a rural cemetery with green grass, trees, and a partly cloudy sky.
  • “Soft Descent"

    Ascene of green burial

    Photo taken at Heritage Acres Memorial Sanctuary, native prairie burial site”

    Miniature diorama featuring painted landscape with trees, path, and house, framed by real tree branches with green foliage.

Tour of traditional burial shadowbox at a traditional American cemetery in Ohio, USA

Shadowbox and video by Rachel Cranmer

The first shadowbox depicts traditional burial in an increasingly capitalist near future. Constructed from inorganic materials - plastic turf, concrete, metal, synthetic fabric - this box illustrates the layers of resources found in the burial process. A resin bottle representing embalming fluid preserves a plastic flower as it leaches into the earth. Plastic flowers themselves are common fixtures of litter in traditional cemeteries, but people, like these flowers, are preserved in a way that they can never decompose and return to the earth, only poison it. There is also a price tag printed on the back of a crime scene toe tag, listing real, basic funeral costs and emerging “grief tech”. An “AI twin” is made from childhood and makeup-aged lenticular photos of myself to represent this disturbing, emerging technology that reinforces unhealthy relationships with grief.

The second box illustrates green, specifically woodland burial. The box is built by me and my mother from locally felled black walnut. A Bob Ross–style landscape painting uses oil paint made from pollution runoff from Ohio rivers. Inside, clay bones rest beneath soil from my garden, leaf litter from a favorite cemetery, and bee-friendly lawn seed. Roots and mycelium visibly weave through the earth. In the gallery, the grass will likely die, but the soil remains alive. Clay and moss trees escape the frame, referencing the story's themes of decay and entropy, juxtaposed against the vaults of traditional burial. In this scene are other story references: a multi-faith chapel, a walnut stump marking the protagonist, and wayfinding signs inviting viewers to imagine what a future cemetery could entail - a communal “third place” as cemeteries once were.

A woman with long, wavy hair taking a selfie outside in front of a brick wall and a white door, wearing a blue t-shirt.

Rachel Cranmer

31, Cincinnati, Ohio USA

In 2018, I took a spiritual ecology course in India, visiting dozens of sacred groves - forests revered and protected by communities for their spiritual or religious significance. Sacred groves once existed across most of the world’s indigenous cultures, even in early Europe. I asked, “How can we bring sacred groves back to a Western, secular world? How can we create a culture that values trees so deeply again?” That’s when I began exploring green burial.


Green burial and other environmentally-friendly death practices offer not only ecological restoration but also a way to repair our relationship with death, grieving, and place. As a rural kid, burying family pets and planting trees over them brought comfort. As an adult, my favorite date spot is a cemetery that doubles as an arboretum - lush, historic, alive with wildlife and joggers. Though not strictly green burial, this place inspires me to imagine cemeteries as urban greenspaces full of art and life amidst death. It’s also a good litmus test - if someone isn’t up for a cemetery date, they’re probably not weird enough for me.


Since starting this project, I’ve volunteered at a green burial cemetery near Cincinnati. People of all ages gather there to plant trees, remove invasives, take workshops, and celebrate Earth Day with art, music, death doula talks, bonfires, and potlucks. Seeing elders, families, and young adults reclaiming this forgotten, ”weird” part of environmentalism has kept me passionate about this project.
This piece imagines a world where everyone chooses green burial. Beneath that vision runs a deeper theme: decay, not just of bodies, but of an old, ailing world. From death and rot, something new can grow, reminiscent of a “snag” - a dead tree that, even in death, shelters more life than when it was alive.


Through Climate Storytelling 2075, I’ve realized my conservation work, art, and futures research continually circle back to trees, wildlife, time, place, and mortality. I’ve even explored mortality through land art in published research, finding in nature a model of symbolic immortality we might learn from. I enjoy creating work that sparks emotion - whether its unserious humor or existential tears. I don’t shy away from difficult subjects; as an emerging climate futurist, I approach the future with realism, but also with whimsy. I believe there is beauty in destruction. Stories of building utopia from dystopia offer courage more than just hope.


Confronting death can also reveal injustices that persist beyond life, showing how capitalism and colonialism follow us even to the grave. Yet once the taboo of death planning is broken, I’ve found it can be freeing for people - sparking creativity, empowerment, and new connections.


This story encourages readers to talk about end-of-life plans, to advocate for green death options, and to embrace what eco-philosopher Joanna Macy calls being both hospice workers and midwives: tending the end of an old, unjust world while helping to birth a better one, even if we never see it ourselves. Whether it's through our actions or physically reuniting with natural cycles, we will remain in some way in 2075, 2175, and beyond.