A Response to Mr. Derek O’Brien, and the Trina Mool Congress.

Sir, I’ve been a personal fan of yours since I was a kid. I remember I’d see you on TV hosting your quiz show and dream about making it there myself someday. My grandmother used to buy me your books when I was a child and tell me that reading them would make me smart [...]

Poem 5

Here’s an ode to meaningless diction that holds no weight for lovers of rhyme, or frail but labyrinthian fiction, whose grand uncertainties adorn their time. My ruminations cause amusement as I am led to face a fact: Words unworthy of employment glide through centuries, intact. Humankind! Open your eyes! Thy hard-drive’s brimming full with junk. [...]