Believing in the future is like a child believing  That all adults are wise and kind There are research papers, and studies, warnings,...

I’m able to produce a lot at once — one of the talents of modern society. I’m like a factory machine, except less precise. And after...

I crave human connection — like any mammal seeks warmth. The fire-bringer, Prometheus: friend or fool? He lit our way out of the...

The ghost of you follows me to this very day It was the end of any other day we stood together strangers bound to similar routes...

The children They scream. And what a terrible noise. All the more cruel when you know their protectors brought them pain. And the adults...

My first short story — a speculative fiction piece about systems, survival, and the surprising tenderness of a wolf.