A poem about the self as evolutionary accident, the narrator we invented to get the meat across the street.
A poem about the trick at the heart of synthetic empathy—how machines learned to nod, and we learned to call it being known.
A meditation on the long odds of taking root—how most things fail, some catch briefly, and only what finds deep water survives to complete the cycle.
A poem about the vulnerability of inviting someone into the spaces where you've quietly fallen apart.
A meditation on the absurdity of existence and the quiet permission to choose happiness anyway.
A meditation on persistence as both virtue and pathology—the systems that refuse to halt until the world itself makes room.
The mathematics of waiting for a message from someone you want to hear from, and the way hope keeps misidentifying every notification.
What survives when quick fixes fail — the slow, deliberate work of making something that outlasts you.
A meditation on the cost that distinguishes human creation from algorithmic generation—both produce light, but only one leaves ashes.
A meditation on how scale shapes perception—the closer we look, the more complexity unfolds.
A love story told in silence, where naming things diminishes them and the unnamed grows infinite.
