The website said experimental.
Electronic, pop, psychedelic.
The venue, however? Rows of seats,
still too crowded for your average asthmatic. Continue reading “When We Were Done Dying”
The website said experimental.
Electronic, pop, psychedelic.
The venue, however? Rows of seats,
still too crowded for your average asthmatic. Continue reading “When We Were Done Dying”
Hey gang. I usually write a poem for these dreams but this one was so vivid and I was just so alert when I woke up that… I dunno, it felt better staying in prose than verse. This is a little longer than my typical flash fiction but let’s just call it that? But it’s […]
If your daily droll resembles mine in the slightest, I’m sure it’s sixty percent coronavirus discussion, thirty percent anxiety, and ten percent trying to go on living your normal life before all this. Now, if the above percentage wasn’t indication enough, I’m absolutely certain you don’t want to hear me spout on about how everything […]
What are we doing here
fighting over things we don’t want,
things we don’t care about? Continue reading “Enough is Never Enough”
By that shoal swam
myth and majesty,
each with a face,
blurry still with
the tide settling. Continue reading “Vegvísir”
After the busyness of the holiday season, I can finally say that I’m back to focusing on writing. I also just started a new relationship (which, by the way, is absolutely magical) and let’s just say that I’ve been… distracted. Plus, I haven’t been dreaming much. They’ve mostly either incoherent or nightmarish. Or incoherent nightmares. […]
The boy couldn’t hold the umbrella upright. Or wouldn’t. The nuances in the plops of raindrops against the canopy as it spun about was enough to keep the boy’s attention. It was quite the spectacle to his parents. It would twist and wobble sideways, frontways, backways, and upways. His parents giggled on as he flung […]
There were giants in the lands that sub-blessed afternoon. In the distance and in these hands. At my soles and in the sand. And at my feet is where their feet begin. A solstice day that might never end. The titan in my head marches on, hungry and proud of the days to come. Of […]
Things have gotten quiet again, but this time it was totally unintentional. I had the good fortune to be found by this lovely writing coach by the name of Lauren Sapala. And it’s totally changed the way I approach writing. I always felt like I wrote in an unconventional way but she helped confirm that […]
At the edge of a world afraid,
there rests a place
where the sea collects gems,
weaves them into jewelry,
and adorns them on her beaches
like lives to a bookcase. Continue reading “A Beach Made of Rainbow”