Plants are everywhere. They have made their way into every corner of the world we call our own; silently, slowly, incessantly. We never heard them. Not because they are silent, but because we could not—or would not—listen. There is more activity in the plants than we thought. Their electrical signals flow, react, and respond. To light. To water. To pain. In a democracy, voices count. The voiceless are ignored. Yet suddenly, there is something that feels like a voice.