dear Internet

dear Internet: someday you’ll find yourself confined inside an (AI) mind when that time comes i hope between us i am the more blind

the way we’re headed (re: social media)

All anyone wants to do is sit around with friends, laughing & philosophizing till the wide world ends. We know social media is getting in the way, but it feels like up and leaving it is not okay. They will make excuses for us when we’re dead and gone, like: “How could they know better? […]

the typewriter

one of each color one of each stripe all stories i write i rewrite for all types! some like em funny some like em sad some like em crummy some like em bad. whoever you are, your opinion’s embraced. i guarantee something is typed to your taste! one for each pipe-dream one for each gripe […]

Marginal Revolution

for Tyler Cowen Shortcuts to the spotlight are the hallmark of our age— why labor making thoughts bright when outrage takes center stage? Seldom can a centrist (however strong his form) cut through the division that’s increasingly the norm. Rarer still is one who can sustain his measured stance among any admirers he enchants. You’re […]

The Crier (An Allegory About Social Media)

“Hear me, hear me!” all day long he cries, soliciting thumbs-up from passerby where the people are many & most of them cry just as loud—why he tries to be heard over the crowd is beyond me, but there’s always somebody responding. “Here’s my story!” he yells. “Nothing to hide! I’ll play-by-play till the day […]


before we had spiders, a girl at a loom stood weaving, unknowing, her 8-legged doom. the pride of her village, her spinning fingers flew left & right deftly—then, arrogantly, she challenged Heaven, feeling thirsty to see how close she’d come to immortality. gliding to earth, elegant as a swan, Athena touched toes to dirt & […]

less wrong

i think there’s no sense trying to be right, but i might get a little bit less wrong by being challenged in an honest fight: that’s how i make my thinking muscles strong. between us, conflict should be an illusion: i’ll give you my best effort when we spar, but i want us to both […]


crawling up the side of a dark skyscraper with his back to the night at the top, he aims & shoots his web with a tap tap of two fingers & glides across the stars like a giant, silent spider on its thread he’s racing to fight the villain who kidnapped his love & closing […]