good in a boutique
bad in a pirate story
a tree en francais
Wednesday, January 30, 2013
Tuesday, January 22, 2013
Starting from Scratch, a Lament
rubble cleared away
the air buzzes dust settles
new blueprints await
the air buzzes dust settles
new blueprints await
Labels:
Haiku,
Lament,
Starting from Scratch
Thursday, January 17, 2013
Yes, I know that light green font is horrific.
A post? On a Thursday? Without a haiku??
The world is not ending. Neither has it gone mad.
It may or may not be a good day to buy a lottery ticket.
It is not the day everything changes forever. Or maybe it is.
Anyway, this is just to say that yes I am aware that the green font I used to emphasize certain sentences in the past (which looked kick-ass on a dark background) now looks kind of horrible on the new light background.
Well, darling readers, to fix this, I have to go post by post manually. That will not be happening soon. My apologies. But I expect you will find a way to carry on. The point is, I feel your pain. I'm here for you.
I'll be in the corner, reading a book. Trying not to think about that screenplay in progress. Help yourselves to the cookies. Being symbolic cookies, they're theoretically delicious and also non-fattening. Enjoy.
Oh alright. Here:
you blink rub your eyes
pale almost illegible
what was she thinking?
The world is not ending. Neither has it gone mad.
It may or may not be a good day to buy a lottery ticket.
It is not the day everything changes forever. Or maybe it is.
Anyway, this is just to say that yes I am aware that the green font I used to emphasize certain sentences in the past (which looked kick-ass on a dark background) now looks kind of horrible on the new light background.
Well, darling readers, to fix this, I have to go post by post manually. That will not be happening soon. My apologies. But I expect you will find a way to carry on. The point is, I feel your pain. I'm here for you.
I'll be in the corner, reading a book. Trying not to think about that screenplay in progress. Help yourselves to the cookies. Being symbolic cookies, they're theoretically delicious and also non-fattening. Enjoy.
Oh alright. Here:
you blink rub your eyes
pale almost illegible
what was she thinking?
Tuesday, January 15, 2013
The Fault in Our Stars
on the ground it lies
thank you for not trampling
my still-beating heart
thank you for not trampling
my still-beating heart
Labels:
Books,
Haiku,
The Fault in Our Stars
Tuesday, January 8, 2013
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