Poetry

Morning face (id)

I’m officially of the age that my phone no longer recognizes my face in the morning. Must be my multi-focal glasses I think. Still no.  I’m trying to buy a star tracking app on the toilet at 6:11am so I persist. What if I smooth down my Kramer from Seinfeld bed head? No again.  Turns […]

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Alter Ego

Confrontations with parts of myself I haven’t figured out yet, aspects of my personality and motivations I avoid, often get acknowledged through poetry. Having never been a big fan of most prose, this has come as quite a surprise–but I’m going to go with it. Even if I have no idea what I’m doing.

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