Strangers walk past us Different shapes and sizes Who are they truly?
Feeling lonely, claustrophobic, stressed, nervous Shaking, sweating, looking around constantly hoping no one’s looking Wanting to hide Sit alone...
The river flows down toward the sea never to reconcile with a former self; no lake, or spring, nor...
Estranged from thyself like ships passing in the night Man transcends himself
For our Fall 2016 haiku contest, we’re borrowing from a theme found in our One Book One Campus selection,...
Who likes to party? Drinking, eyes open yet gone. one shot two shot done.
Waves conquer the beach Marching in relentlessly Bringing with them peace
war takes prisoners of the minds and souls of men for war never sleeps
Dont you dare give up I said ” LIFT THAT SHIT DANIEL” I told you, you could do it
Red Hatters wear red Purple is next, in a dress Who’s old? I am. Joy!