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…6d ago16d ago1
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…6d ago6d ago
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
Eryn McConnellDo you Remember?I wrote a letter. Several in fact. Do you remember? I sealed them carefully with wax, and filled my pen just so before I started, thinking…Aug 9Aug 9
Eryn McConnellinOur PoetryLocks On LocksA lock in your hand, curling gently in quiet invitation Your fingers taking ownership of the strands Aug 71Aug 71
Eryn McConnellinThe Singularity ConundrumThe Beginning.I do not remember when I was born. I know the date, of course. It is embedded in my programming. I know that Sam and Clara Keenan created…Aug 7Aug 7