Jaime is an aspiring writer, recently published author, and scientist with a deep passion for storytelling and creative expression. With a background in science and data, he is actively pursuing certifications to further his science and data career. In addition to his scientific and data pursuits, he has a strong interest in literature, art, music, and a variety of academic fields. Currently working on a new book, Jaime is dedicated to advancing their writing while exploring the intersection of creativity and science. Jaime is always striving to continue to expand his knowledge and skills across diverse areas of interest.
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Brakeman on the Tracks — Digital Rabbit Hole
I feel the Big Bang pushing from behindso there is no staying still.I got on this train my very first day,and I’m still riding.It’s taking me further out into the universe…I know it’s really pushing systems and planets,much bigger than me, but I feel its heat blowing on the back of my neck.It makes me […]…
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“Writers” — ohellino
They said post something real and they would repostThey said rip out your heart and they would call it artThey said go and be a writer and no one will read youThey said write a million words out of order in disorderThey said pull out your soul and flap it out like a fishThey said […]…
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Writers Blocks — ohellino
My friend lived in a penAnd though I said pens were for babiesHe continued to crawlWe can walkI saidWe can runI saidAnd some of us can flyAnd one of usCan soar My friend lived in a penAnd I asked what stumped himIs writing that hard?Shut your hole, he said, you can’t write eitherOr was it […]…
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Art Class — Sincerely, Jennifer x
I break old patterns, colours run, collide, reform. I am clean and new. Art Class — Sincerely, Jennifer x
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All is Lost — Roth Poetry
‘Twas with storm and October gale she ripped the sail Shredded last threads flapping / faceless flag without stripes Into the gale / fearless calm / face of moon-ash-pale Fate assured / as many feared the Orca axed rock’s sharp scrape * Tsumami waves… his pall bearers strong / buried him deep neath igneous rocks, […]…
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Familiar strangers — e-Paper Poetry of Vinx
Are we now familiar strangers? Our silence seem to write love letters On empty space through the louvers; I miss you, let’s talk it over… So we stop looking black as thunder The patches can be fixed together Indeed, we can grow over solders. Are we now familiar strangers? Dwelling hot under the collar Seeing […]…
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Space (75 words) — The Lonely Author
Space (75 words) Emergency lights flickered. Astronaut Jack Archer stared out the cracked window to find a yellow pin prick of light against the black velvet universe. He knew the risks when he volunteered, he didn’t care. Pluto couldn’t be any colder or more desolate than living on Earth without his late wife. He clipped […]…
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Empathy and understanding — The Long Cutie
When I was relatively new to the teaching profession I remember someone saying ‘you can’t be a good teacher unless you’re a parent’. While obviously this isn’t true because you can be an amazing teacher still of course; in some ways non-parent teachers technically have a distinct advantage as they should be full of the […]…
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Everything – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon — parallax
VJs Weekly Challenge – Pathetic Fallacy (conveying emotions/mood using references to weather). “An optimist is the human personification of spring.” Susan J. Bissonette Everything My vulnerable bones fulminate against winter’s lingering chill and my mouth speaks mistily of earth’s grand tilt south up, as Helios smiles dispelling the grey oppression of now parting in weak […]…
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Free Thoughts on Worth and Motive — Run Sing Riska
Over the last few days, I have been experiencing a large amount of anxiety because of the things I feel like I need to do. I wake up in the morning and I think the following thoughts, most likely simultaneously: “Okay, David, you need to finish writing that song today!” “Okay, David, it has been […]…