Read time: 1 min. Consider the in-between places where the sea meets the land. Sometimes that's an abrupt concrete wall enforcing artificial separation, other times it's an inclining sand strip that lets the ocean choose her own naturally changing boundaries. Maybe it's a rock mound that grants the water fluidity while still enabling the soil to stand its ground. Whatever form that meeting takes, the environment as a whole still encompasses both elements.

Read time: 1 min. To create as one speaks, to speak the poem into life, and of that poem make a prism for use as eyeglass lenses. The void becomes a rainbow, then. Select a painted photon for a brush. Draw with it the puzzle pieces across the page the Void provides. That page did come blank; the puzzle outlines cut across words, …

Read time: 2 mins. It took a ping-pong ball brushing against her cheek and Isabelle almost knocking her over for Nasrin to accept Virginia’s advice about watching from the doorway rather than the couch in the middle of the room. It happened that all four balls went towards one side of the room, leading to all four players converging at the countertop to hit them at once.

Read time: 1 Min. A narrative poem featured in my work-in-progress novel The Song and the Tempest In solitude she gardened quietly, Julrane, the Dweller of the Sea, Though she never felt alone, For the plants made her gardens home. She treated them as confidants And talked to them as friends or aunts. She’d pot a few to keep on shelves, …

Read time: 1 min. If you scream in the forest and no one's there to hear it, then you've figured out what screaming into the void means. Have you walked alone out here because you couldn't handle their voices - ringing, pinging, liking, reposting - - buzzkill workaholic; work harder - - it's all in your head but respond to it more - …