Some stories grow quieter with age. Others become clearer.
"Xochitl Was Not in Tow" is about memory, absence, and the strange way we carry people through our lives.
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Sometimes the strongest things are almost invisible until they're tested.
A reflection from the archives:
Very Strong Rope
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I wrote Chartreuse more than a decade ago. Reading it again reminds me that some words don't age—they simply wait for a new reader. If you'd like, take a look and tell me what you see now. #poetry#writing#blogging
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A color that can't quite decide between yellow and green.
Sometimes that's enough to start a poem.
Chartreuse is a reflection on friendship, beauty, and the quiet meaning hidden in ordinary things.
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What happens when history remembers the king but forgets the faithful soldier?
An older poem about Uriah, loyalty, and the cost of another person's choices.
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Some inherit money. Some inherit machines, flowers, stories, or the duty to care for what someone else loved.
I revisited an older poem today: “Your Stewards.”
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Literally nobody knows what an agent is.
I've seen many people referring to applications as "agents" as long as they use an LLM.
Then we have those who talk about "agentic systems" and "agentic workflows." If you ask what they mean, they will start stuttering.