Monday, March 31, 2008

Friday, March 7, 2008

The land of could-have-been

Sitting behind you, all I notice is
the outline of your eyelashes (when you turn your head);

and I find myself blinking
when you do


for us to have something,

(anything)

in common.

Wednesday, March 5, 2008

Haiku-esque

He is choking on
her bacchanalian hair;
Such pseudo romance.

Sunday, February 24, 2008

Sunsets

Nobody of any real culture, for instance, ever talks nowadays about the beauty of sunset. Sunsets are quite old fashioned. To admire them is a distinct sign of provincialism of temperament. Upon the other hand they go on. -Oscar Wilde





The view out of my window

On the cusp

I am starting this Blog just as I am about to start University.

Hoping to use it as a creative outlet doing a not-so-creative degree, and perhaps a venting device also.