Category: Poetry

• Neurodivergence in Free Verse

  I have always embraced my neurodivergence, even if at times others and I are put off by it. It can feel like being outside myself, watching myself say or do something I thought I opposed. At the same time, this dichotomy serves to strengthen my empathy towards those with whom I occasionally disagree.I have so…

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  You are a Dumbass! – My Second Person Rightly Scolded

  No one is born with a blank slate. As soon as we gather awareness, we find our genetics already in action. Mind in action. Language acquisition functioning and churning. No make-believe, no two exactly alike. Because the mechanism is already running, we become aware.

• Forever is Not a Thing

  Forever is not a thing A place, or a score There are no stares in the quiver

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  Sitting In the Sweet Spot

  I have seen the glory of the coming of the sword that religious technology will bring, with NFTs and magic chants, led by AI, singing, and giving blessings.

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  Cabbage – The Preferred Vegetable of Dumpsters

  The old man, reminded of Nietzsche and the horse, yells at the dog. “Stop! Don’t you remember that we drained the blood From all the graves?”