lost & found in flyover country

mostly poems. published weekly.

Author: ps pirro

  • Essentials

    So I’m thinking a lot about work these days. About what is essential and what is unnecessary, and how this pandemic has illuminated nothing so…

  • The Long Now of Not Knowing

    There are rainbows on the windows and walls of the local businesses in my little town, painted and chalked and pasted up with construction paper,…

  • A Billion Bits of Randomness

    On a Saturday night a little over a week ago a tornado touched down about a mile from my house. It took out a small…

  • Ramen

    Are we cooking a little more than usual these days? This morning as I scribbled in my journal, instead of asking myself that perennial question…

  • Idle

    Idleness is not just a vacation, an indulgence or a vice; it is as indispensable to the brain as vitamin D is to the body,…

  • What Idiots We Are

    Peter Gray on the academic kindergarten: Race to the Top; what a horrid metaphor for education. A race? Everyone is on the same track, seeing…

  • Snow Day

    My friends in Buffalo roll their eyes at how little it takes for us in the Ohio River Valley to call a snow day. A…

  • Bugs

    The fleas are tenacious this year. The youngest cat in the household has an allergy to flea bites and he has been miserable with them,…

  • Feeling Good Has Something to Teach You

    Assume that your drive to experience pleasure isn’t a barrier to your spiritual growth, but is in fact essential to it. Proceed on the hypothesis that cultivating…

  • Where Creativity Might Live

    It may be the case that expensive cities are killing creativity, but I suspect the real culprit is the belief that you have to live…