I attended a code retreat today. As part of the sessions, we were asked to design a solution and write code. At the end of the 45-minute session, the instructor would have us delete all our work. Then the next session would begin, and we would go through the same process again. Brainstorm, code, delete. … Continue reading How detached can you get from your creation?
When I leave this place I would like to take a handful of the wind in my pocket, and a bit of salt from the soil in my breath. And even though your velvet fingers will tighten their grip, I will have to leave through the tunnel. I will have to leave and grab another … Continue reading Chained to escape
Meet me at the shoulder of the river. I will show you how the universe opens itself like a book. You don’t have to know the language, or even the script. Come sit on the banks painted by the first rays of the orange sun. Let your feet dangle in the air, let the distant … Continue reading Meet me at the shoulder of the river
He ran fast, faster even than light, so fast that he found himself back in time. He had reached a point just before his childhood. He quickened his pace, eager to blaze through his infancy and get back to that much cherished phase of life - childhood. Only when he reached the day of his … Continue reading Time travel glitch
My roots have detached themselves from my toes. Trees howl at my feet, and silence fills my pockets. I know it will die soon. It’s the silence before the sound of insane movement. A caravan tastes the air outside my home. The sight of yesterday’s moon is fading in my head. Beyond the waterfall, a … Continue reading Horizontal freefall
She carves her name on stones, buries them in the ground, and hopes they will be found one day by an archaelogist with square-tipped fingers. She listens to Morrison, and paints poems in her mind. She loves her feet. Yeah, she loves her feet as they weave trails on deserted streets. She bounces words off … Continue reading Looking for the other end of the earth