Tag: Writing

  • Graveyard Poets

    Is there a place for poetry centered on the morose in the 2026? The world it seems is in a state of decay. We’re rapidly approaching the climate reckoning that will usher in plagues and famines, economic collapse and mass…

    Graveyard Poets

  • Linguistic Limits: On the Loss of Verbiage Over Time

    I have a proclivity for ten-dollar words (which you could say renders me either a sesquipedalian or prone to grandiloquence). Hear me out: I love language and want to have a wide range of sounds and forms in my arsenal…

    Linguistic Limits: On the Loss of Verbiage Over Time

  • Three Self-Portraits (Tiny Hills)

    On August 31, I ambled my way to the highest point in Rhode Island: Jerimoth Hill, accessible via a 1/10 mile trail that ascends a whopping ten total vertical feet. (Friends of mine joked – “Surely Federal Hill is the…

    Three Self-Portraits (Tiny Hills)

  • Barbara: On Impermanence & The Eternal Chinese Take-Out Dinner

    A eulogy of sorts for a dear, dear friend.

    Barbara: On Impermanence & The Eternal Chinese Take-Out Dinner