Cellar Door
A summer storm. A descent underground. A door that refuses to open.
Naked Wires
We like to believe we run our own code. Biology lays the base, society rewrites it, and somewhere along the way the system becomes exposed. Naked wires in open air. Vulnerable to influence, suggestion, and the slow corrosion of constant input. This piece explores that fragile boundary, where the need to be seen becomes the…
Depth of Field
In the quiet glow of a basement in March 1982, the waiting finally pays off. The signal has been tuned, the record has been chosen, and now the image returns, developed and real. This piece closes the analog loop, where patience is not just endured but understood. In a world that moved at the speed…
33 and a Third
A snow day, a basement, and a turntable spinning time itself. Before everything was instant, there was a rhythm to waiting. Records played start to finish, stories unfolded one track at a time, and imagination filled the space in between. This piece explores the quiet ritual of vinyl, where a boy begins to choose his…
Channel 3
A quiet Saturday morning in the early 1980s. Three channels, a Zenith television, and the ritual of cartoons and commercials that defined a generation. In this moment, the boy isn’t just watching the show. He’s watching himself on Channel 3, frozen in black and white on the screen. A fleeting broadcast becomes a memory that…
Calling All Stations
A boy in a cellar, a man at the dial, and a signal that never quite resolves. This poem explores radio as a bridge across distance and time, shrinking the world while chasing away the loneliness of childhood and the deeper isolation of adulthood.
Murmurations
A morning off its axis. A walk before light. In the rising sky, starlings gather and shift, shaping air into something almost legible. What begins unmoored finds its measure again — not by force, but by pattern.
The Lords of Stanford Drive
In a quiet valley upstate, three boys ruled a kingdom no one else could see. Big Wheels and vacant lots. Crayfish and cardboard swords. Drive-ins and rotary phones. The Lords of Stanford Drive is a suburban epic about friendship, freedom, and the strange elasticity of childhood time — how it once stood still, then slowly…
The Asymptotic Life
Time is not the tyrant we think it is. In dreams it bends. In trauma it fractures. And at the edge of life, it may stretch toward something that feels infinite. The Asymptotic Life explores the elastic nature of perception and the possibility that eternity isn’t a destination, but a limit we are always approaching.
Outside the Raging Fire
A meditation on distance, desire, and endurance. Outside the Raging Fire traces the human condition through elemental forces, memory, and restraint. This poem explores what it means to observe rather than burn, to persist without surrender, and to stand just beyond the heat where clarity, loss, and meaning quietly coexist
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