Poem

I wrote this on-the-fly for a poetry contest on BGG:

I live a secret life
Angelic and terrifying
Earth-free and edifying

Springboard of paper
Skyward and vertigous
Starbound and nebulous

Comet tail of cubes
Spiraling to territory
Weaving a living story

Feathers of cards
Swirlings of dusty motes
Etchings of player's notes

Songs of instruction
Meanings in composition
Foundations of position

Rapturing to light
Racing mechanics' weather
Crossing the lines together

Bourne on a golden wing
Into a setting day
As the game is put away

Yehuda

Mainstream press love: Lancaster, and The Pheonix.