Thursday, April 26, 2012

Wednesday, April 25, 2012

Haiku 11 of 50


My people came to
this port; to this port I will
forever return.

Haiku 10 of 50



Yeah, I know the best
rest room in Union Square Park.
Like hell I'll tell you

Haiku 9 of 50


I give up. I do.
Relinquished my sinful heart  
a poor sacrifice. 

Haiku 8 of 50


A woman smacks her
lips at me, I'm livid but
her friend calls my name.

Haiku 7 of 10


He says he's lonely
not for love, or for sex. Please,
a real companion

Haiku 6 of 50


In the dark subway
I think of my ancestors
digging my commute.

haiku 5 of 50


She paints my nails green
tells me she escaped Tibet
humming as she files.

Haiku 4 of 50


Awake, breaking glass
on the stoop, on the street, on
the windowsill.  Shit.