Nov
17
Autumn Haiku 2016
Sun seeps through the fog.
It warms the dewy concrete path
And the slick brown leaves.
My hands finally feel
Writing
I studied creative writing, English literature, and Japanese literature, in my undergrad days. All of them stuck with me, so while I do something else for a paycheck, writing is no less important to me. See some of my work, below.
Oct
28
Autumn Haiku 2015
I watch the sun set,
sinking, red, just past the clouds,
Grandma on my mind.
Guided by the bright
colors