Here at last, we shall be free.

My son drives me crazy and if his grandparents were alive they’d have more time for him than me.

The phrase “Deus Ex Machine” is derived from the Latin phrase “deus ex machina,” which means “god from the machine.”

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Using the artificial intelligence GPT-3, I have created the first recipe (or prompt) in a series of recipes based around different abstract personalities.

My new collection of illustrations, prose and poetry is out there – click on one of the images above to RSVP and hear me and Amanda Lovelace, or Nikita Gill talk about it.

In the poem, I want to talk about how blue the sky was in the middle of the desert and the forged documents on the seat next to me that would get me to my mother’s death bed though the pandemic road blocks and how quiet the car was after I got the call th…

Recently, I started thinking about who I would call if the world was ending and what I would say to them, and about what I would feel and what I would want to do.

Dear You, I’m really and truly excited to be able to (finally) tell you about something I’ve been working on in the background for months.

Late at night I try to make peace with wherever my dead parents are and – my father is driving his car forever through the Lake District and the day is crisp and beautiful, no my mother and him and all of us are parked in a car looking out over the sea and

The first time I met Trista she was late to her own reading, which is to say, we were both doing a reading at the same book shop, together at an Indigo in Toronto, and I began to read my poems extra slowly because even though I had never met this person, I