the SEPTA haiku

every day for the month of january 2008, as part of the artclash collective’s fun-a-day project, i wrote a haiku about a stranger i saw on the subway. i wanted it to capture the experiences i have each morning - sometimes poignant, sometimes silly, sometimes just irritating or confusing, but always brief, impressionistic, and distinct. we ignore the communion of shared space - convention is to ignore the people traveling with you and i feel i can learn so much from the people i’m near, even if we never share a word.

i’m sharing words. seventeen syllables at a time.

i’m going to see if i can keep this up for the year - maybe not every day, but close to it. thanks for stopping by, and try to pay attention in your own worlds.

NOTE: i tend to update this a week at a time on thursdays. in the meantime, say hello.
Dec 07
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she smooths her hand all
over her own skin, checking
for imperfections.