lost & found in flyover country

mostly poems. published weekly.

Author: ps pirro

  • Waiting 2.0

    I think virtually everyone, except perhaps the very Zen or very old, goes through life haunted to some degree by the feeling that this isn’t…

  • Oops, Out of Time

    The U.N. IPCC report on climate change was devastating. But it came on a busy news day, what with the governor of New York resigning…

  • Possibilities Still Within Reach

    The sooner we let go of our overinflated sense of importance and grasp that we’re just one civilization out of many, going through the familiar…

  • Life Coach

    The life coach wants twenty-two hundred dollars to talk to me on Voxer, meet with me on Zoom, to share the keys to the internet…

  • Life During Collapse

    What you’re feeling is exactly how it feels. It’s Saturday and you’re thinking about food while the world is on fire. This is normal. This…

  • Not Junk

    There is a young-ish tree in my yard that is enveloped in grapevine, for which I must take some responsibility. I’m a neglectful yard-keeper and…

  • Listeners Like You

    I work in public radio. It’s an on-again, off-again relationship that began long ago at a community station in Boulder, where I volunteered for a…

  • Note to Self

    Writing is the process by which we often discover we don’t know what we are talking about.  Farnam Street Reading Better

  • This Thing Ain’t Over

    I stopped wearing a pandemic mask in mid-May. I’m wondering if that was a mistake. The CDC and reliable public health experts advise that fully-vaccinated…

  • The All Star Game

    I’m working long shifts at the radio station this week, getting an overdose of NPR news and current events as two members of our on-air…