Whenever I skip buying a cable because I am sure I already have the one I need (a poem)

I did not write anything yesterday (though I did continue working on book cover drafts), so here is a bonus trinket from Tuesday… Cords and cables knots and tangles and I still can’t find the one I’m looking for Half of them don’t go to anything anyway I mean, who still has a landline? (4 [...]

There is no way to interrupt the process once it has begun (a poem)

Had trouble sleeping at first last night, so I tried writing a few things… Spinning squares send spiky spirals splashing across the factory floor but the machinery doesn’t stop Though I escape by roundabout means and random dodges I can still feel the shredded layers of skin about my mouth and face It heals quickly [...]