things i have written, philosophies i identify with, and things you should know.




and i don’t really know why

my heart pumps out hemoglobin

twice as fast

thrice as fast

in accordance with each time

my calculus professor says

my name in passing:


i’m a broken formula

i have asymptotes in my hands and

i can’t catch the

slippery logarithms

who buzz around my fingers

though i swat at them like bees,

and my head is full of vectors

going in directions

that don’t exist

and sir,

i cant remember

how to use the dot product

to solve them,

i don’t know

how to breathe with

i can’t breathe with

these limits in my throat now

because i’ve swallowed all the



i feel

my heart swelling

with the weight (with the mass)

of so many theorems

but i don’t even know how

heavy they are

because whether in newtons

or kilograms

they shrink infinitely,

dissolving in acid:

within me

i will soon destroy them

and sir,

how do i isolate x

when the axis is dotted down my spine

with freckles

and the y component

hides beneath my ribs?

she, a part of me

is so good at isolation

that she withholds it from

poor x

and digs even deeper into my skin


i exist on the R3 plane

but you see through

me like i’m 2 dimensional:

you have studied

functions and vectors

for years

for years

and it is evident to you

that pythagoras gave me the



and pascal

left no room for

me on his triangle

i am error code 2 on your calculator

i am undefined

nobody wrote Q.E.D.

after solving me




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