I spent much of April strug­gling to put togeth­er 30 pieces of poet­ry relat­ed to hal­lu­ci­na­tions after ask­ing the inter­net to vote on what I should write about. I pret­ty much imme­di­ate­ly expand­ed it to be more about per­cep­tion than hal­lu­ci­na­tion. It was a fun project, and while I’m most­ly fine with how it turned out right now, I’m sure I’ll hate every let­ter of it soon enough.

My son is going to be 11 soon.