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Jan 19, 2025 | 
medium.com | JAMES MULLEN
Poetry | Essay | Creativity | Expression | BiographyJames Mullen·Follow4 min read·--Photo by Florian Steciuk on UnsplashLately, I have been struggling to write very much, and it has caused me to reflect on being a writer. My issues have grown out of a variety of factors that all seemed to coalesce around the same time.
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Oct 23, 2024 | 
medium.com | JAMES MULLEN
Poetry | Future | Hiking | Love | Emotion James Mullen · Follow Published in Our Poetry · 1 min read · -- Photo by Ceci Bravo on Unsplash Feet down Remembering the feel Of rock beneath my soles Conscious of the ache in my soul Noting the sad thud As each lonely boot Touches down again I hear voices echo Of hikes & hiking And long to see Companion boots Crunch beside mine I close my eyes to sunset beauty Push the orange streak from my thought To consider uncertain future Wavering flashes of...
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Aug 19, 2024 | 
medium.com | JAMES MULLEN
She patiently waits Resting her lungs Knowing, before dawn, How they will ache He lingers in the shadows Busy with his daytime tools She wills him finish Set his work aside To attend to her Her hand trails down her side Feeling the cool skin Pimpled with need Her fingers itch Her sharp intake of breath Breaks his reverie Pen & paper Pushed aside He stands to Look with longing Down the low-slanting rays of sun Bathing her body In alluring lines Beckoning him to her He feels the flow begin...
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Jul 3, 2024 | 
amazon.science | JAMES MULLEN |Prasoon Goyal |Robinson Piramuthu |Michael Johnston
Home robots intend to make their users lives easier. Our work moves toward more helpful home robots by enabling them to inform their users of dangerous or unsanitary anomalies in the home. Some examples of these anomalies include the user leaving their milk out, forgetting to turn off the stove, or leaving poison accessible to children. To enable home robots with these abilities, we have created a new dataset, which we call SafetyDetect.
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May 29, 2024 | 
medium.com | JAMES MULLEN
By James Mullen Poetry | Adrift | Thoughts | Stillness | WritingPhoto by Jr Korpa on Unsplash I feel myself adriftWithin my thoughtsI find peace in quiet momentsWhere the stillnessAllows me to focusI hold my body stillListening to the acheIn joints and musclesStaring into the glowOf the monitorWith no thought disturbingWhat to do? I wonderNo reply returnsThere are poems I wish to writeThere are tales I wish to tellBut I only feel the fan...
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May 18, 2024 | 
medium.com | JAMES MULLEN
By James Mullen Poetry | Dancing | Music | ChemistryPhoto by Andreas Rønningen on Unsplash She stood in the cornerQuiet-likeWith her arms downAt her sidesShe looked across the roomFrom time to timeAlways surveyingAlways pausingAt the stairwell doorAt the break between bodiesAround the end of the refreshment tableOnce or twice he caught her eyeAnd she flicked to watch the speakers pulseTo the beat of the DJ or her pounding heartSynching them all in the moment...
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Feb 26, 2024 | 
medium.com | JAMES MULLEN
FICTION | LONELINESS | THOUGHT | SELF-AWARENESS | CONNECTIONPart 8 of Give Me a NameFollow the link to read the previous installment of this story, Inverted WorldJason felt his concentration drift at the thought that “Jason” might not be his actual name. He stumbled and had to throw out a hand to brace himself from falling. Embarrassed, he looked up to her face, expecting a look of shock or amusement.
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Feb 13, 2024 | 
medium.com | JAMES MULLEN
FICTION | LONELINESS | THOUGHT | SELF-AWARENESS | CONNECTIONPart 7 of Give Me a NameFollow the link to read the previous installment of this story, Go With GraceHe turned to take in the scene. It looked as though he had just walked into the other room and returned. Nothing seemed to have changed, other than the fire being a little larger, and the walls more… real? He stopped completely. He was speechless and in shock. This never happened. The subjects always went blank in their waking states.
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Jan 31, 2024 | 
medium.com | JAMES MULLEN
FICTION | LONELINESS | THOUGHT | SELF-AWARENESS | CONNECTIONPart 6 of Give Me a NameFollow the link to read the previous installment of this story, Hold on to the DreamShe leapt to her feet and ran to where he had vanished! Was she losing her mind? She spun around frantic with concern. As she spun, she felt calm pouring over her… that is, she felt calm pouring out of her. It felt that she was releasing it into the air. As she faced the fireplace once again, she noticed it was burning low.
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Jan 21, 2024 | 
medium.com | JAMES MULLEN
Follow the link to read the previous installment of this story, Being Unbeing“Did you miss me?” she heard as he tapped on her shoulder. She sat up straighter and looked around. The streets were bustling with early morning traffic as pedestrians struggled to race across the busy lanes, dodging antsy commuters. “I’m sorry, I must have dozed off,” she replied. “I didn’t sleep well last night.”She stood to offer him a hand in greeting, shaking it vigorously, a broad smile across her face.
