I can feel the unraveling,
Of this ball of yarn called Earth,
To your love alone I am tethered,
But as of late, it’s only threads.

By Ryan Olejnik
I can feel the unraveling,
Of this ball of yarn called Earth,
To your love alone I am tethered,
But as of late, it’s only threads.
Ryan Olejnik is an author, computer scientist, music journalist, musician, record producer and photographer. He is currently writing a novella, an anthology of short stories and a volume of poetry. He is a music journalist for Tapevine Magazine and a record producer for Farm Out Music. He has a sci-fidelic rock project known as Starjelly and releases instrumental electronic music as Torchard. View all posts