They’re Already Coming For Thee
Peace on Earth and Goodwill toward “Men”
Peace on Earth and Goodwill toward "Men"
oh night divined, oh night defiled
"glory" to the new born king
the fire is slowly dying, but my dear, we're not goodbyeing
let it snow, let this season be merry and light
We know they won't give us peace tomorrow
Latkes & French Toast
I have a couple of Christmas/Holiday related poems to work my way through, but I still feel like I should share them. Even if it is a bit late. Plus I enjoy it more than thinking about the actual upcoming holiday.
I Thought Way Too Much About Egg Fics!
Eggfic. What a word, a terrible one, I’m inexplicably biased against portmanteaus. But it's certainly clear in what it means. I like the idea of eggfics existing, I mean I just wrote a rather gushing review for The Dragon and Her Princess, which in itself inspired me to write this piece.
The Dragon and Her Princess
I Don’t Need a Compass to Tell me Which Way the Wind is Shining.
Gutting sacrificial trash is fun, doubly so when you have a funny anecdote to book end it focused on lovingly teasing your girlfriend, but I also wanted some practice writing reviews again and figured it was best to start with something I have no love for.
Imperfect Canvas
Remember how I said I’ve been writing, especially but not limited to poetry?
Well, here. I’ve been toying with this one for a minute and it finally felt like I got it locked in this morning.


