Lab Grown Diamond – Poem

Lab Grown Diamond by Erickson // Painting: les vessenots en auvers by Van Gogh Excuses sneakand wrap you in their diamondslike a snake.The stomach hisses.The feeling of reaching for your missing phone — arm as an Other,and a feather hand makes for an ill approach.You’re addicted.The scramble in your chestis a realization —“you are not... Continue Reading →

Via Iter Verba #7 – Chicago (1 of 2)

(Photographs and writing by: Erickson // 10-minute read time) Chicago has left a mark on me. A bustling and clean city boasts beautiful architecture around a dazzling river and up against a beautiful great lake. An enormous history of loss and triumph flows through Chicago like the beautiful river walk that locals and tourists can... Continue Reading →

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