• Physical impassibility

    What bones are these? Typing, hanging between gravity’s decisions. Metaphors hardly capture the way my capillaries dance, imprecisely reasoning whether one can see both sides of a coin. Philosophically, a coin only has one side, the side that is visible. My body and its cells, want the solution to be existence on all plains, though,…

  • Forgotten Voice

    This voice is quiet now. I have not put pen to paper. Nor have I heard you, beautiful muse. Come to me! Grant me your omniscience and the confidence of strident satyrs, who are not afraid of foolishness- they bear it in all around them. I seek you outside my car window, near my tools,…