Orbital Mishap

When traveling through time, don’t forget location. Without coordinates you end up floating in space and I hear it’s mighty cold. ———————————————————————– Inspired by this episode of StarTalk. Continue reading →

Beyond Visible Light: Burritos

Space is not so dark; if we could see past ROY-G-BIV we’d know microwaves are everywhere, so maybe I could finally cook this burrito in space   ————————————————————– I tried to make it fit in tanka form but I am too tired and it just wasn’t working. So the count is way off, but I … Continue reading →

Square One

That dire moment, realized only after pouring sweat and blood into the work: in truth you never read the instructions. Continue reading →

The International Space Station

It’s funny; on Earth war feels inevitable, yet among the stars clashing nations shake hands, so maybe we all need some space ————————————————————————   Continue reading →

Couldn’t Be. Then Who?

I am Spartacus. No, I am. What are you, high? I’m the real Sparty! Will the real Spartacus please stand up and hold-ever-so-still-so-we-can-nail-your-hands-and-the-hands-of-5,999-of-your-best-friends-into-6,000-crosses-please-and-thank-you-it’ll-only-sting-for-a-moment —————————————————————- So, the syllable count might be off on this one as well. This is the state my mind is in guys. This is what writing a tanka every night turns you … Continue reading →

The Mirror of Senilef

My boyfriend’s idea of playing with our cat is not dangling string or giving her catnip. Instead he speaks to her in Parseltongue. ——————————————————————- Lame title, I know. If you think of a better Harry Potter reference, let me know. Continue reading →

The Slow Dance

We dance in the rain and you smile, unaware that this could be the end. I want you to know that I always loved your crooked smile. Continue reading →

The World is Not the Same Place for Women

I wanted to see everything. But now I know the world more and it’s an earthquake in me; freedom is now the fiction. Continue reading →

Video Game Addiction

This post was inspired by a post by the Culture Monk, which you can find here. I started typing a comment and it became long enough that I figured it was better as its own post. I know some people who have been addicted to games, and I’ve been there myself. First off though, I’d … Continue reading →

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I’m on a cliff, poised to leap, but long fingers pull at my sleeves – self hatred self pity self consciousness. If I could only ever just –   ——————————————————————– Spent way too much time on this one. Only to not think of what to write about. So I wrote about not writing. And then … Continue reading →