A poem about my grandmother, who gambled when she was young.

An interpretation of dark matter

A poem about waiting for the end of winter.

a poem of longing for that which is not personal.

http://honestchaos.blogspot.com/2016/04/1852-certain-tension.html

do you find it pointless to walk to the moon?

An invitation from Virgil, or is it the other way around?

http://honestchaos.blogspot.com/2016/04/1452-invitation-and-virgil.html

Do you hate actors acting about acting? I hate poems about writing poetry even more. It's the height of pretentiousness to (try to) make art about making art.

a poem about creating order in the chaos with a piano

self-medicating