Tag Archives: haiku

The 201

21 Jun

Feels like a sauna
Moist booty touched my shoulder
Crowded city bus



26 Jan

Wild, desperate search.
Feeling powerless, frantic.
Where art thou, cell phone?


15 Jan

4 AM. Can’t sleep
A foodie insomniac
With dreams of breakfast


22 Jul

Called a darbuka–
Exciting rhythms and beats,
Doubles as a seat.

Coşar, (drummer, BaBa ZuLa), his newspaper, and his drum at the airport

*darbuk-alye: Darbuka (drum) + sandalye (chair)

Taking off

21 Jul

Flying to Cyprus
For a single performance. . .
Beyoncé status.


Sad Haiku

25 Aug

You loved me so much
and it was suffocating
but I miss it now.

Sunday Brunch

25 Aug

Attention-starved youth
Scales wall precariously
Parents read the Times