Poetry

Numbers: Two Dead in Virginia

Give sorrow words. – William Shakespeare Every death’s a knot, A thorn that snags the soul. I sing my grief into the ground And cover up the hole. No simple anodyne, These actions that we take To sanctify the absences… Read More ›

Numbers: Autocorrect

The Internet will never be your friend, It isn’t now and won’t be at the end. It’s not a tool of which you are the master, It’s just a way to sell a little faster. No magic kingdom, this plutocracy,… Read More ›

Numbers: Riot

“Things’ll look a whole lot better for the working classes, working classes.” – Gang of Four, I Found That Essence Rare As I am a son of the working classes, I cast a critical eye on wealth. As I am Regular… Read More ›

Numbers: Morpheme Tales II

NINE: Manhunt in the Heartland (Muñoz Was a Righteous Bust) I hear the inner intern’s bobbin knob popping, an interurban daily Davey Crockett slop bucket parapet stopping clocks on the aboveground spot to talk shop. Check the squeaking jobbers on… Read More ›

Numbers: Onomastics

“Midway through this life of ours I found myself in a dark wood, for the straight way was lost.” – Dante Alighieri We name the things we fear And by so doing, weaken them. When what we dread’s unclear We… Read More ›

Numbers: Large Number Theory

“The true mystery of the world is the visible.” – Oscar Wilde Medieval lunch box chums sprinkle salt on shams, Yielding to tramlines that run up the backs of stockings. Pronghorn antelope burst apart in a shower of springs Amid… Read More ›