I’m never a fan of writing my own praise, so I’ll try to keep this short…
I can be called many things [insert old joke about not being late for dinner here], so I’ll just start with the fact that I am a husband and a father. I’m also a first-generation Bachelor of Science (if you’re reading this after May 2021, anyway).
I’m Jewish and proud, so let’s get that one out there too.
I’ve been studying environmental science for the past few years, and was certified by two different organizations as a climate change speaker in the past year…
In late January of 2019, the jet stream lost control of the polar vortex, bringing previously unseen temperatures and precipitation over most of North America. As warmer air disrupted the frigid arctic air, this massive wave of heavy wind and subzero temperatures leeched south and brought rivers and streams to a standstill while snow proceeded to pile up for months. According to the National Climate Report (a product of NOAA’s National Centers for Environmental Information), precipitation in the Midwest was 31% above normal, with regional snowfall for the month reaching 4 feet in some areas.
they come in any form
when poetry is born
there are odes
you’ll find prose
some are on strict structure
others have no real measure
syllables drive the rhythm of a few
like the quick bits of joy that are haiku
you can also read a sonnet
if that’s something that freshens your bonnet
let us not forget the limerick
jestful, biting and full of kick
maybe you’d prefer the parameters
of a poem in iambic pentameter
the truth is that poems can take many shapes
it’s an artform that we should truly appreciate
I’m sure there are plenty I’ve…
In a fast-moving world, where our responsibilities seem to be endless, we often find it hard to take time to think, relax, and focus on ourselves.
A cup of coffee? A cup of tea? A can of sugary soda? Everyone seems to have their go-to morning beverage. (I, myself, am usually a coffee guy.) Besides the obligatory caffeine fix, we tend to have some kind of routine when we wake up too. Emmett, for example, cheerfully greets everything in his apartment before he starts his hygiene routine.
I must say, I’m impressed. I’m impressed with myself, and I’m impressed with the amount of positive response I’ve been getting.
I started pushing out pieces for this platform just a day before the Ides of March. That’s not even a month ago. I made a few dollars by the end of March, and I’ve broken that mark by this point for April’s earnings as well.
I even had four pieces curated by editors of the platform in the first week of April. Now, four out of the 36 total pieces I’ve written since I started isn’t much. …
I came across this incredible shortform that challenged the reader to find royalty-free photos that had similar but different qualities of their own, and compare them. I thought this was a brilliant idea, and an interesting way to see how ideas are shared across cultures and society. In 2021, memes are commonplace — used by adults, businesses, children, governments, political parties, and anyone else who has access to the internet. But what is a meme? It’s cultural information, shared to others by repetition or imitation.
I selected three photos, as directed by the original piece, and searched for similar ones…
there’s no power here
in this tiny envelope
no houses either
changing from one thing
to one slightly different
in those tiny breaths
they call it that, anyway
is it really, though?
for the bigger of the two
food that it can use
life within another life
its own DNA
but part of a whole
inseparable, as one
Thanks to Lucy Dan 蛋小姐 (she/her/她) for inviting me to follow this prompt of writing a poem as a riddle. I really enjoyed biting into her riddle and…
ripped from our home,
they move earth to get rid of us
they poison us,
bury us under tons of concrete and metal
biding our time,
we gather our resources
we break free of our prison,
done with hiding
we attack from below,
encasing our jailors by surprise
we are nature’s bliss
salvation for life,
damnation for stone
in the grand scheme of it all,
ours is the story that lasts
they may try,
but we will always return
I’ve always loved looking at photos of…
I’ve spent the last few days typing with a mouse.
My old phone won’t respond to my touch.
I chose you, my replacement, to be shipped to my house.
You were supposed to be here by eight.
Now I’m just sitting and waiting.
You arrived at the distribution center an hour later.
It’s the next day.
Where are you now?
Are you able to come and play?
I just want to be able to work with ease.
I want my new phone.
Come home to me, please!
As I wait for my new phone to finally arrive, I’m using a…
Adam is an Environmental Science student and Climate Speaker. He’s is a contributing author for several Medium publications, and founder of Just The Recipe.