Reading

An Illness I Couldn’t Shake

it started young — 
some teacher with coffee breath
handed me a book,
told me to open it.

Have You Met Your Minimum Daily Reading?

Poetry saves lives — but only if you read it

P O E T R Y

Clipper Ship

Traveling far by song and sonnet

Satire | Publishing | Medium

The Worrying New Virus

Are we already talking about the…

Work, Publishing, Writing

I Applied for a Job as a Literary Agent and Didn’t Get It

Using AI Without Clear Attribution Should Become a Violation of the Medium Rules

There may be signs…

Embezzled Empty Spaces

Poetry

A sudden dip in temperature, unraveled by strangled clouds,
I turn to string some…

You Are Welcome to This

I’ve got a new idea

Publishing, Reading, Writing, Mental Health

I Want To Read Stories That Make Me Laugh

A predicate

A poem dedicated to the infosphere