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My thoughts on Annihilation by Jeff Vandermeer

Four female characters (a manipulative psychologist/hypnotist, an anthropologist, a surveyor, and our protagonist, the biologist) are dispatched into this quarantined area in an intense state of hypnosis, making the slow reveal of the surreal Giger-esque flora and fauna even more terrifying. And just another reason why I may or may not be avoiding finding a new psychologist.

The Second Lost Generation

Last year, when 2020 started to ramp up into a category five shit storm, I began to receive poetry and fiction from my creative writing classes that made me question when people would realize this was becoming a problem. And, if we all don’t cut out all of our collective crap, these young people are going to have a mental breakdown of Hemmingway-esque proportions. In fact, in my mind, I don’t refer to them as “Gen Z”; I often refer to them as the second lost generation.

My Grandfather is My Anchor in the Year 2021.

My grandfather was a World War II Navy veteran. I can’t even imagine being on board a ship and wondering if my death will come from above or below. Will I die from a Nazi sub or a Japanese machine gun mounted on a plane that would also have no problem slamming into the deck above my head? What’s crazy is that my grandfather was only 15. Yup, you read that right!

self

orange peels fresh in the sinkmy finger tips scented by their honeyoutside the heat lectures the breezelittle birds lined up fluffy down ornamentsi ask myselfself what will you do todayand i answer i dont knowyou do that everyday selfarent you tiredand i answer yes but not like how you thinkthe birds are stillthe window thickContinue reading “self”

Travel Report: Florida Nostalgia.

Florida Nostalgia. The summers of 1989, 1991, 1994. Hey folks, I’m gonna try something different today. In fact, this is is not your usual programming. After eight instalments documenting my U.S. travel nostalgia, I found myself tempted by the prospect of concluding the series with a piece that goes even further back. Now when I sayContinue reading “Travel Report: Florida Nostalgia.”

Twilight

The golden rays recede Forced to retreat, to withdraw, As twilight chases the day away Drawing the curtains temporarily On the daily war waged in the skies Turning the tables in the battle between the Sun and the Moon, As the balance shifts From the light to the dark The Sun makes his way toContinue reading “Twilight”