Monthly Archives: September 2019

This is a haiku because it follows the rules of five seven five.

What I did eighteen years back was I ran like a chicken with its head cut off looking for something to do. There was nothing to do. There was nothing for me to do that day but absorb the enormity. … Continue reading →

she says she’s leaving the city that she needs to get back to nature and i say ‘there’s lots of nature in the city it’s just kept in boxes contained where it belongs’ but she doesn’t laugh she says ‘that’s … Continue reading →