Write one haiku a day for exactly one month.
»» Sarah Mitchell

January 1, 2009

alone in brooklyn
on the first of the new year.
need a party dress?

January 2, 2009

street art gallery
has me doing PR kits;
guess i’ll work for art.

January 3, 2009

cutting up my maps
& modge podging with paint strips.

January 4, 2009

park slope is so clean
and so far away to learn
about concept punk.

January 5, 2009

i am not a fan
of high fructose sweetener ads
or gastric bypass.

January 6, 2009

text messages kill
the battery on my phone
society’s loss

January 7, 2009

braless girls across
williamsburg are in need of
a little support.

January 8, 2009

the creepy roommate
has returned with his penchant
for seinfeld reruns.

January 9, 2009

pea green and flaxen
tippi hendren is just so
composed in the birds.

January 10, 2009

so many reviews
to write on art – i think i
will paint my nails gray.

January 11, 2009

all my cookies have
disappeared. room mates? or a
furry blue puppet?

January 12, 2009

the brief snow melted
leaving ice behind. high heeled
boots were a mistake.

January 13, 2009

in morningside heights
on a weekday afternoon
prada and beggars

January 14, 2009

the white cat’s hairballs
on the beige sofa – such a
danger to us all.

January 15, 2009

cold here; almost as
bitter as twentysomethings
spurned by exlovers.

January 16, 2009

potential sublets
invaiding personal space
no craigslist weirdos.

January 17, 2009

today my dad turns
fifty-five. Happy birthday
my pot bellied pop!

January 18, 2009

snow falls outside on
a lazy Sunday; inside
tea & cigarettes.

January 19, 2009

behind schedule on
my haikus – for shame! i shall
make time stop for this.

January 20, 2009

transitioning with
poems and pomp; change has never
looked as good as this.

January 21, 2009

last days in new york
working & coming to terms
with a departure.

January 22, 2009

exhaustion sets in
late on a january
night. work to be done…

January 23, 2009

dinner parties &
academic pipe dreams are
calling me tonight.

January 24, 2009

restaurant with chocolate
pudding – no comment.

January 25, 2009

looking up scritti
politti lyrics at work.
oh, what a last day.

January 26, 2009

last night in new york
heathers & beers with room mates
it’s all so very.

January 27, 2009

the air is cooler
in chicago, yet the homes
& hearts are so warm.

January 28, 2009

body turned inside
out with flu, life upside down
by planes. happy days.

January 29, 2009

drug shoot out in my
street – thank goodness i’m out of
dangerous brooklyn…

January 30, 2009

dreaming of summer
in breezy dresses; today
mild at thirty five.

January 31, 2009

belated haikus
have me looking back. these days
move forward so fast.