The slain animalCarcass strewnDead potentialLimp hand, unscrewn  Too late to be mournedThat clockShe stupidly adornedWas a stopwatch. Caution! Walkway ending! So above her, doubled overAt that daft girl.Who mistakes a travelatorFor legs?  Non-unique, unspecial Slowness in scoresA bookmark clique In the book of metaphors Undramatic tragedyLike a mirror in the darkOne for borrowed identityCut, graft, stark The…

Recently, a new friend was telling me about his road to university as a mature student who had experienced a difficult childhood. Because I am an optimist, I draw a lot of comfort or closure from “fair” story endings. Seeking that same comfort, I asked him if he thinks the skills he has learned from…

I was really, really lost when I found you. I was in my life science programs, struggling to see the purpose in what I was studying. Those days, I had a lot of time to myself to think about what I wanted. And all I remember thinking was “I need to get out”. I came…