I know you think that you’re a bad betBut there’s so much we haven’t tried yet Remember mornings sipping coffee?Hushed confessions that you love me? The first time I know you think we’ve tried it allI know you think you’re my downfall Remember when we were kids with cooties?Remember Sundays at the movies?The popcorn lineContinue reading “The Heart is a Muscle (A Response)”
Category Archives: Uncategorized
Done for Good
I’m not a bet you should’ve ever placedNo, I’m a truth you should’ve never faced If I were you I’d stay the hell away from me from now for good But for some reason you keep coming backShining eyes, a new plan of attackAs if you know me like nobody else ever really could RememberContinue reading “Done for Good”
Linger
I’m wading in the memory of the magic of last night When our bodies, slow and tender, came together and took flight It’s not a flashback, it’s time becoming space The path along your back that my fingers softly trace You say you hear the ocean when you rest against my chest You’re the moonContinue reading “Linger”
The Art of Walking Backwards
It seems that I have masteredThe art of walking backwardsI crane my neck with great precision Sidestep every near collision It’s not as hard as it may seem Like fingertips on a fading dream A misty memory from when you were young A word whispering at the tip of your tongue You learn to trustContinue reading “The Art of Walking Backwards”
A Letter to Nick Cave—AI and Songwriting
Hello Nick, I know I’m a bit late to the game here, but I only recently happened upon your letter on AI and songwriting (ironically served to me by YouTube’s AI-powered algorithms). I found the letter compelling and persuasive and agreed with the thrust of it. I felt, however, that a slightly different approach couldContinue reading “A Letter to Nick Cave—AI and Songwriting”
When Psychopaths Weaponize Empathy
Hamas noticed your craving for righteous empathy and happily catered to it. They disseminated photos of one martyr after another. They fueled your fury. They fomented your protests. They inflamed your moral sensibilities.
Saba—One Last Hug Goodbye
The world of Moroccan Saba was a magical, mysterious one. Full of miracles and wonders, strange coincidences, tragedy and triumph, and bravery sometimes bordering on recklessness. It was storybook stuff, except it was real. It had happened.
Purity and Perception
You may think you don’t care about purity, but I’m here to convince you that you do—or at least you should. If you lean conservative or consider yourself spiritual, then words like purity and sanctity may already be part of your vocabulary. But for many—especially liberal and atheistic types—the concept of purity evokes the ritualsContinue reading “Purity and Perception”
Food for Foxes
I’ll be honest with you now—I’ve always been a night owl. Always have been. If I got up at 9 in the morning, I find the day’s too long, because there’s not much I can do to fill the day in. For me, it’s off to bed early in the a.m., sometimes sun’s already comingContinue reading “Food for Foxes”
Jeremy Koloski 