Captian's Log Poem: The Fires 4 Nov 2020 Please Read: The Fires Excerpt: A moment’s glance from these eternal things— I’ll pounder now the present world: considering the smoke, the burning flames the death— No breath!— We pray…
Captian's Log Propagandists, Ideologues, and Satan, Oh My! 13 Oct 202013 Oct 2020 So, I was a little stymied today as I attempted to take a survey for my school. The question regarded Covid, and all the answers provided were basically the same:…
By the Sword Drabble: Awake 24 Sep 2020 The ceaseless rain and endless night, this cold and dark ending, and still the call: The hero hears his long forgotten name like a whisper rising over the thundering storm.…
Captian's Log It Rained! 18 Sep 2020 It finally rained last night. I couldn't sleep. I was lying in bed with a headache—I should have known then; I always get a headache before a storm. I couldn't…
Captian's Log Autobiographic Material: Reflection Upon Reflection 12 Sep 2020 (Author's Note: I wrote this for a class. Each section corresponds to a question I was to answer. The headings may not make perfect sense outside of that context.) Meeting…
Captian's Log Real Life Fiction 24 Aug 2020 So, a bit of real life fiction. I was out in my yard, exercising, and because I am a complete nerd, I had a book with me. Well, I remembered…
Captian's Log The Lonely Traveler 13 Aug 2020 I've been watching a lot of Dr. Who recently, and I have been considering a question: What is Dr. Who? I don't remember where I heard this, but an apology…
Captian's Log Walt Whitman and Telemarketers 10 Aug 202010 Aug 2020 I had a little fun today. I was receiving those lovely, if unrequested, interruptions in my afternoon known patiently as telemarketers. There are less patient descriptions of such phone calls…
Captian's Log Musings by a Graveyard 21 Jul 202020 Jul 2020 I don't know what goes on in me. It is like a pain. It is at once a severe emptiness, a void, and yet it is a heavy weight, like…
Captian's Log Drabble: Gentle River 29 Jun 2020 The flowing river’s gentle roar carries me into the night, and by its bank, sighing, I rest my head against a log. Goodnight, I whisper to the mighty river as…
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