Burrowing owlets are lovely little creatures.

Your curator loving the shit out of the world, Circa 1:30pm.

I'm terrible at building scale models, but I love to look at them.

The (prospective) opening to a new short story I'm writing.

Another miscellaneous day.

I think it's worth stating that a significant portion of my poetry is too personal to (normally) be shared. These poems tend to be like that above; too coarse to be seen. Do with this information what you will.