Self-explanatory…
poem
Profile (a poem)
On another topic…
After the flood (this time) (a poem)
Continued.
Five and a half hours (a poem)
Thanks to a weekend of heavy rains, I found myself unable to get home the other night, as the freeway was blocked by a mudslide, and all the alternate routes were either closed due to flooding or essentially unpassable due to traffic accidents.
Respite (a poem)
My take on a prompt: “You’ve lived a long and difficult life surviving in the desert. One day you fall into a deep sleep. When you awake, you find yourself in a lush forest.”
There’s a moment—like this one (a poem)
Now that we have our hour back…
I have a poor imagination (a poem)
Working from a prompt: ‘Write a fictional version of your life where you made a different choice at a pivotal moment. What is your life like today after you made this past decision?’
I don’t know how I got here (a poem)
Partly based on a recurring dream.
死神 (Shinigami) (a poem)
Based on a prompt: ‘write your worst fear as if it were a living monster’. This doesn’t quite do the job—but some things are hard to translate.
Laminate: the noun as an object/the verb as a fetish (a poem)
Written in part while watching a documentary about Joseph Beuys.
Ordinary Average Thoughts 