i don’t want such a huge lag between posts to happen again, so i’ve had a bit of an idea to get myself to post at least once a day with some creativity involved. today, there was this big writing day on campus with loads of activities students could go to and learn something new. there were fun things, like listening to slam poetry and other more practical ones, like letter writing. i wasn’t able to attend lots of them, but i did make it to haiku writing around noon. it was really neat, and the people who were leading the session were great too. most of the audience, however, seemed to be students of the instructors and they were really shy. the instructors were trying to get the participants to share their haiku and the kids were very hesitant to do so. since the two instructors were kind of grasping, i decided to share all the haiku i’d written. they were stressing how impromptu and not so strict haiku writing should be (the 5-7-5 rule can be bent!) so most of mine were silly. it is fun, though. i’ve always loved haiku writing, even before this thing today. so this is how i’m going to be updating more frequently. one haiku a day on this blog will leave me feeling great and fulfilled. even if i’m running late in the mornings or i just can’t get to a computer, i’ll be able to update from my phone too. so here is today’s poem.

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photos of your back
i know it’s kinda creepy
but you’ll never know

i’m taking this american literature class right now with the theme of women and the houses they live in. we started with some pretty typical stuff: anne bradstreet’s “upon the burning of our house”, emily dickinson’s “there’s been a death in the opposite house”, but now we’re moving on to more contemporary stuff. last week, we were supposed to read toni morrison’s beloved and i absolutely hated it. i know that toni morrison is supposed to be this amazing writer, and i don’t doubt for a millisecond that she is. it’s just that i’d never read anything by her, and all of a sudden, i’m expected to read beloved and it’s crazy. definitely too heavy for me. there’s all this talk about dead babies and their angry ghosts and cow-fuckers and i hated it. i couldn’t get past the first few chapters. i know i’ll have to, because i’ll be tested on my knowledge of the course content, but i’m not looking forward to it. i’m simply not. (more…)