Anches
The Library’s heavy stone door scraped shut just behind me. Immediately, there was a feeling of immensity even greater than
Read MoreWritings
I was in the Third Grade when I decided to write my autobiography. It was short. From scientific articles, poems, short stories, essays, short plays, sports news articles, and features about inspiring people, I haven’t stopped writing since. The written word is part of my everyday life. I love the sounds of words and the stories about how they came to be and from where. Although I suffer from chronic awkwardness, both in interactions with people and in writing, I strive to create something that can be meaningful to someone in spite of the imperfections. Here are some of my writings.
A Necessary State of Alarm
Waking, my first thought was that someone was breathing on me. For once, it had been a very deep sleep
Read MoreListen, Move, Hide, Repeat
“What is this?” I asked as my teeth navigated a violet niblet that was almost impossible to chew. “The best
Read MoreThe Library
The day I went to the Library at last there was a dinner first. My brother and sister, who years
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A Chat with Methuselah
I’d like to speak with Methuselah the Bristlecone Pine Tree.
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Yellowstone Canyon
Here is kept the violent past, an eternal painting of that ancient eruption of jagged rock that bled molten reds,
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The Secret Thread
“Milli manns og hests og hunds, liggur leyniþráður.” Icelandic saying. Translation: Between man and horse and dog lies a secret thread.
Read MoreThe Dog at the Mosque
His body wrenched close to the chalk wall and scoured the desert bone of worship’s layered years
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