The Death of a Whale

Decay stirring In its dense, inexplicable insides,As it settles gently On the ocean floor.With the crabs; with the algaeWith the fish; with the ash.In the coldSilence. The burden of the depthsSilence the weightOf death. On the day of the surrender The waves were peaceful.Reflecting the bleeding morning sun;Their tears caressing the array ofTiny pebbles on [...]

To an Empty Room

it has become all bones by now:a map of venous inkbloated into ribbons,the emptiness of each letterbleached, and for what reasonbut to return to its brethrenboth dissolving into the pavement almost gone.yet somehow always there where does it go? the smell of death and water:a reminder of youthwhen autumn was still a surprise, and the [...]

Decay: A Short Story

Concrete sidewalks don’t wear out. Humans are quick to stifle the process of decay. That’s why potholes sometimes feel like a blatant violation of basic human rights, both in an existential and metaphorical way. Imagine driving a car- a token of human ingenuity and progress- and feeling your lunch splash around in your stomach as [...]