When she’s not busy snacking, that is. And sometimes during. — Honestly, I tend not to reference myself in the third person — as though I am some omnipresent narrator observing myself from a faux leather recliner somewhere, a bowl of sweet and salty popcorn perched in my lap. To me, that would be like commentating the life of a parallel…

This is NOT an article about blood types. Sorry Drac. — Be positive. Isn’t that what we’re all trying our darndest to do? Be a little more positive, smile a little more, speak kindly, think confidently, inject a little more joy into this world? I know I am. Trying to, I mean. That’s how this whole thing came about. …

No, no, genuinely, I’m asking you — It’s the Age of Information. The Era of Regurgitation. The Time of Accelerated Communication. And I am riddled with frustration. I’m not an expert in ANYTHING. You know you have those friends, cool friends, friends with niches. Friends like Alvin who is a music maestro and Simon who’s read every…

It was fun. What do you think? —

I kept a promise — and it kept me going — “I promise I’m not going to do that.” I was 17, sat in my therapist’s second living room, a fish tank to my left, a chalk drawing of a flip-flop in my lap that my therapist had just this second commissioned from me, and the whole of my future there…

A poem about the unconventionally supernatural —

It’s not important — but it IS interesting — Picture this: a maritime museum in Reykjavik, Iceland. A glimpse, rewarded to the fair few who pass through it, at the seemingly alien life that lives below the sea. …

The one almost a year after — There’s a cat on my lap and I’m crying, Completely unrelated, but both occurring now and here. The cat I know. I love. She’s slowing the tears. But they’re streaming because it’s nearly been a whole year. A year since my uncle stopped existing. A year since we gathered to say…

A story about a famous ocean liner — from the perspective of an ocean creature — Some time at the beginnings of the Earth. I’m several minutes old. And holy hell, am I bored. The present day. For nearly four billion years I’ve been bored. The oceans have split, divided, drifted. …