Free Will

I’m currently taking a “Poetry of the Earth” course in my MLS, which is basically a hybrid of science fiction/non-fiction and poetry. We’ve been encouraged to write science inspired poetry as part of the course, so I’ve been [trying] to find inspiration from the little science I know. Ha! Here’s the poem I wrote for…

Creeping Up on Me.

I can feel it again. That melancholy, the dragging not-quite-depression, the cloying bitterness of self-disappointment is sneaking back into my heart. I don’t know why. I don’t know how. Life is good. Life is so good, it’s almost hard to believe. My marriage has never been better, I’m working my dream job, and I’m constantly…