Upon recognizing a previously unremarked-upon plot hole in The Matrix (A poem)

In The Matrix, there is a scene where Cypher is having dinner with Agent Smith as the two discuss the terms for putting Cypher back into the Matrix. As I was watching it earlier today, I found myself wondering: How did he get in and out of the Matrix to sabotage Morpheus and his crew by himself? [...]

Soft edges (a poem)

Argh! Yesterday was frustrating when it came to writing. This one will need some work… The soft edges outline moving shapes I know what some of them are others remain mysterious at best The words that accompany them are far outside my experience still, I manage to relate some stories tell themselves (26 September 2015—posted September 27th)