What was your favorite subject in school? My favorite subject was always math. I loved knowing without a doubt I was right (no matter how infrequently it happened in geometry). In other classes, I would have to interpret this and... Continue Reading →
I look up, I do this often - to imagine what the view must be like to those creatures looking down. Are they happy where they are? Would they too prefer the scene from afar? Perspective is a powerful tool,... Continue Reading →
Complacent with its rhythm, though not accustomed to the feeling That one could inspire and maintain such a hopeful beating Warned by shadows past, 'tis but a dream that cannot last For while the faces change, those deep wounds naturally remain So hold... Continue Reading →
Day 2, writer's block, am I right?! Basel and I started our day with a brisk walk around the neighborhood. This in itself is rather unremarkable although this dog is one of the major highlights of any day I'm having. No, the meat... Continue Reading →
Sweeping the roads looking to pave my soul Zooming past are those who've claimed their own. But I am in no rush, so I let it flow in like the cold. Then a shock, I am at once whole Throttling deep within these bones.... Continue Reading →
the Periodic Writer 
Security Blankets, on Learning Mine
My work allows me to keep to myself most days. I can work undisturbed for hours in the lab, nodding along to my music all the while. But on those rare days where a company meeting requires my attendance, I... Continue Reading →