Category Archives: haiku
perpetual purity
a slug slides into view leaving tactile traces upon the sidewalk -For Nico
immortality beckons, sweet ambrosia at the tip of my tongue -for Stephen
comfort
an afternoon storm leaves water nestled in leaves fragrant drops of joy -For Cheney
nostalgia
along the dusty forgotten halls I hear the faint echoes of jazz -for Mitchell
desire
passion without love an unripe strawberry, sweet but not the sweetest -for Jonat
filtered sacred light falling upon dusty pews will not bring me joy
explosions and …
explosions and sparks a fleeting moment of joy crushed by your absence -Josh Lim, Aimari, Alex Young
Burial
music that leaves you feeling slightly removed from the tangible world -Dan Hancox, guardian.co.uk
Work Hazards
You terrify me. I see you slyly watching behind that bookshelf. I wrote this haiku because of an ongoing negative experience that occurs when I enter my workplace, that of unwanted attention from men. I have worked at two different … Continue reading
high street malaise of the unemployed and privileged
listless surfing and coffee shop conversations and listless surfing