[{"content":"the word was right there and then it wasn\u0026amp;rsquo;t\n","date":"2026-08-08","permalink":"/posts/example-fragment/","summary":"the word was right there and then it wasn\u0026rsquo;t\n","tags":["fragment"],"title":"..."},{"content":"\n","date":"2025-12-01","permalink":"/posts/sanguineous/","summary":"\n","tags":["poem","visual poetry","hemorrhagic"],"title":"Sanguineous"},{"content":"Written at Miller Park, near Gary, Indiana — the site of the author\u0026amp;rsquo;s hemorrhagic stroke.\nThe city, a world of constant activity, Finds its cohesion in the cacophony. But this hostel, on a numinous road, Gives the illusion of floating on water. A sharp spire rises, a monolithic golem, A silent giant born of steel and loam. A Leviathan stands guard among the two Tallest rivals, piercing the hazy blue. And who maintains this fragile stage? We can only envisage the unseen flow— A million …","date":"2025-11-01","permalink":"/posts/the-city/","summary":"Written at Miller Park, near Gary, Indiana — the site of the author\u0026rsquo;s hemorrhagic stroke.\nThe city, a world of constant activity, Finds its cohesion in the cacophony. But this hostel, on a …","tags":["poem","image-poem","miller park","chicago"],"title":"The City"}]