Insincere people
who live in north Virgina:
that's the shallow South.
Wednesday, September 7, 2011
Wednesday, June 15, 2011
Wednesday, June 8, 2011
Monday, May 9, 2011
Five for Deliquency / In the D.C. Metro
His shirt displayed words.
Big letters: "Free hugs" it read.
On both front and back.
I followed this kid
up the old escalator.
I climbed to his step.
"How much are hugs, man?"
"Huh?" He blinked, confused. Then, snap!
"Oh! They're free! All right!"
We hugged each other,
less awkwardly than you'd think.
Temporary friends.
(This moment of life
Is proudly brought to you by
Cotton-poly blend.)
Big letters: "Free hugs" it read.
On both front and back.
I followed this kid
up the old escalator.
I climbed to his step.
"How much are hugs, man?"
"Huh?" He blinked, confused. Then, snap!
"Oh! They're free! All right!"
We hugged each other,
less awkwardly than you'd think.
Temporary friends.
(This moment of life
Is proudly brought to you by
Cotton-poly blend.)
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
Curtain
As the curtain fell,
Marie picked up the flowers.
It was her last show.
Marie picked up the flowers.
It was her last show.
Labels:
audience,
celebrities,
haiku,
Haiku Wednesday,
writing
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
Wednesday, April 6, 2011
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Das Roter Stier
Guess where Red Bull's from.
You'd think America, right?
Nope. It's Austria.
You'd think America, right?
Nope. It's Austria.
Labels:
foreign sweets,
haiku,
Haiku Wednesday,
travel,
writing
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
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