Friday, in haiku (see previous post if you don’t know about my relationship with haikus)
CAMPUS WALK
what a moment when
mental maps fail and we are
at the whims of peers.
MEDITATION
eyeballs reeling from
behind flaps of skin, all i
see are dew drops, leaves.
MY LIE
i choose to believe
that all of this is deserved
and i have “earned” it.
