Reflections from Midsummer, 2020| seanfhocail.substack.com
traces of a wild god| seanfhocail.substack.com
Last May, around the time the Blackthorns bloomed, I began having strange problems with my eyes.| seanfhocail.substack.com
at the threshold of the chamber of my heart| seanfhocail.substack.com
in which I ask for help and blessings| seanfhocail.substack.com
Google’s Harmut Neven was likely engaging in boastful speculation when he suggested that the company’s Willow chip may have accessed other universes in the process of solving a seemingly impossible math problem, writing:| seanfhocail.substack.com
My heart beats strongly in the cavern of my chest.| seanfhocail.substack.com
a poem in progress| seanfhocail.substack.com