After so many re-reads, one of my favorite things is still the micro-poem origin of Body of Theseus:

my homestyle breakfast
solder, resistors, carbon.
oh, and also eggs

This is a perfect example of why I started expanding these: I just had more I wanted to say than the container would allow.

However, what I did manage to get into the container is something I’m proud of. It’s got a turn in it which turns in both tone and implication. Every time I re-read it, even after all this time… I feel that “swoosh”.

I just love that feeling. It never gets old.