1993-2024: a poem

Now I was born on an August Saturday morn’ in 1993The doctor who delivered me, funnily enough,was named John Kennedy, that must be toughSharing that name with that man I was over ten pounds at my birth,made crying sounds my first day on EarthMy older brother, who was learning to spell,called me “P-I-G”The insult fellContinue reading “1993-2024: a poem”

Stuck on Specks

I am currently stuck in Denver, Colorado. All flights out of Denver International Airport, including mine, got canceled yesterday due to a blizzard. I haven’t been around snow that much during my life, but apparently this is one of the worst blizzards on record in Denver. I was at a ski resort about 100 milesContinue reading “Stuck on Specks”