Category Archives: working world

This Should Be More About Me

Posted on July 19, 2008 by randomyriad

  I realized this morning that I hadn’t just written about my life in a while, and it seems as though when I ignore that aspect of my writing, I begin to lose track of the flow of my life. … Continue reading →

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A Poem Carved Out of a Self Experiment

Posted on May 31, 2008 by randomyriad

Moments in a Long August Day I I stand in the office. sunlight comes in through two windows one behind me and one to my right. My hand is moving away from the book I just put down. A woman … Continue reading →

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Time vs Money or a Summer without Elephants

Posted on May 24, 2008 by randomyriad

Here I am on the verge of another unemployed summer. I am making plans in my head on what to do with this time, if I am, as usual, unable to find a job. They have not coalesced into any … Continue reading →

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Writing with New Light

Posted on May 15, 2008 by randomyriad

Through a Basement Window at Dawn From the tree across the lawn the woven chaos of the birds blessing this new piece of day Shifting the night away. Softly finger rays feel their way over the surface of wet ground … Continue reading →

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No Transient Pulse

Posted on March 11, 2008 by randomyriad

A dark cloud of pain, she swept in disturbing the rhythm of the current leaving eddies swirling ghosts with open mouths yawning Her body shrinking in knots of fury The child, I released into that storm was immediately lost in … Continue reading →

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