Gene Lewis Perry

If life were like fairy tales, I'd have been devoured by trolls already.

More OK Policy posts, plus a poem page

It’s been a good while since I updated this site, but the blogging goes on at Below are my posts since the last update. I also added a poetry page page to archive some stuff I’ve written over the past decade. Find it under “Other Writing” in the sidebar or click here. Good times […]


In my fist There may be A trembling white mouse, Or, Perhaps not.

violin music

A small thought Blinking deliberately Finds its way among pillars and crevices And does not presume to be other than it is. But it flashes (O it flashes!). The air shivers.


I. Between us Air is rarefied And matter delineates Cleanly and brightly Its bodily bonds, As solid as we are amorphous, As I am blind, And you are invisible. II. Worlds flow by oblivious For we are streamlined And gathering speed. Relative to each other We do not move. III. You blow through me Like […]

white light

I am pale, made pale by the glow of the screen In a pool, moonlit pool with a ghostly sheen. I am night; tear away all the oranges and reds. Leave the white to awaken the strange from their beds. We are strange, for we sit in the moonlit pool Rearranged to be fit for […]

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