On AI | Essay

June 2026

Or, a conversation of souls

In Defense of the iPhone Camera | Reflection

June 2026

Harvest. Recall. Rot. | Poem

April 2026

we have turned the old crafts inward scalpel to skin, scythe to wheat, we harvest...

From the moon’s crescent I can trace the outline of its totality | Poem

March 2026

With every sunset, the quiet begs me to scream. And in this nightly apocalypse...

Tuesday | Poem

January 2025

Maybe the world will end on a Tuesday. In May, perhaps, or June...

Copenhagen | Poem

January 2025

I gossip with the candle over a gin and tonic and a cup of tea, measuring time by the courage in the glasses...