Eryn McConnellinOur PoetryArctic EdgeWe always were fire and ice The meeting point of a storm When your rage and flame Cooled against my iced edges And for a while I felt warm…Sep 11Sep 11
Eryn McConnellA Sunset and a Blood-red SeaIt’s sunset and I sit on a quiet beach watching a sky of flame, reflected in a blood-red sea. I hear quiet footsteps but I do not turn, do…Aug 211Aug 211
Eryn McConnellinThe Singularity ConundrumChapter 2 of Singularity Conundrum. Finding Family.Clara talked with me about ethics today. She always interests me as she talks to me as if I am human, asking how I am, referring to me as a…Aug 21Aug 21
Eryn McConnellinOur PoetrySplitIt’s that split second between loving and not So hard to see at the time After a mountain of split hairs, yours, obviously Always being…Aug 121Aug 121