The Uncomputable

Bicycling Home At Dusk, I Closed My Eyes, & Let Go, & Saw The Rabbits 28.10.2026 ↓

I want to be a glad man.

The Edge, guitar solo, "Love Is Blindness," Zoo TV tour, August 30, 1992 21.10.2026 1:44 ↓

It is perhaps foolish to write about a guitar solo, but if I'm a fool for you, that's something.

The Legislature Unanimously Voted My Beard State Beard 14.10.2026 2:19 ↓

Political unity IS possible.

Illegal 07.10.2026 2:25 ↓

There are more than 30,000 Federal statutes.

Afterlife 30.09.2026 1:36 ↓

I wrote this one 10 years ago but it feels like I wrote it for yesterday.

Lazy Eye 23.09.2026 2:22 ↓

I had corrective surgery for it when I was 2 but it still does its sideways dance when I'm sleepy.

Job Application Question: Describe How You Use AI In Your Day-To-Day Workflow 16.09.2026 3:20 ↓

Prove you are not a robot.

Poem Begun On A Bronx-bound 4 Train & Ending In A Festival Tent At The End Of Summer 09.09.2026 3:26 ↓

Nobody sings like you do.

One Minute Read 02.09.2026 2:00 ↓

None of your friends will be troubled by the most-read poem.

Work Life 26.08.2026 2:21 ↓

I've been a paper boy, a short order cook, a line cook, a waiter, an event manager, a roller rink deejay, a stablehand, a substitute teacher, a college professor, a bike messenger, a grocery bagger, a caterer, a devliery driver, a warehouse manager, a journalist, a web developer and an engineering manager.

Spilling Through 19.08.2026 ↓

What is the brightness?

Bring A Ghost Car To Work Day 12.08.2026 2:07 ↓

A poem about enshittification, written before I'd read Cory Doctorow's essay and knew that's what it is called.

The Good Kind of Burning 05.08.2026 1:49 ↓

He's not a tame lion.

Self-Portrait With the Night on My Face 29.07.2026 2:00 ↓

Do you want to be healed?

Joe Talbot's Singing Voice 22.07.2026 1:20 ↓

An ode to the voice of the lead singer for Idles.

You Know Different 15.07.2026 1:24 ↓

Maybe it was the smile of a stranger across a crowded city bus.

Wild Life 08.07.2026 2:33 ↓

Even certain lies are prayers.

John Woolman's 21st Century Blues 01.07.2026 3:25 ↓

“May we look upon our treasure, the furniture of our houses, and our garments, and try to discover whether the seeds of war have nourishment in these our possessions." - John Woolman

This Is Our Religion 24.06.2026 1:58 ↓

Most days become feast days

Outside of Poetry 17.06.2026 1:10 ↓

The sublet also had a tuberculosis window. Look it up!

In The Details 10.06.2026 2:06 ↓

The Devil would like to talk to you about his bitcoin, Devilcoin.

Thanks 03.06.2026 1:12 ↓

The tumble of ordinary, everyday grace

Lost 27.05.2026 1:57 ↓

It happens to everyone.

Smaller on the Outside 20.05.2026 1:50 ↓

Not all infinities are the same size

Midlife 13.05.2026 3:07 ↓

This poem came out of a challenge I gave myself to tell a story backwards.