Jack

Part of NaNoWriMo Penance. No title today, hence the newspaper blackout poem. I’ll try to get some of my old ones up too, within the next few weeks.

Jack gets smiles from the rest of the world / No one knows his job / But he will be missed

the fish who realized it was swimming in its own toilet

    Masti-
    cation.
    Motion.
   Excretion.
   Confusion.
  Sanitation!
Rationalization.
  Depression.
   Emotion!
    Option?
   Decision.
  Expiration.

It’s a fish!

Part of NaNoWriMo Penance. Title donated by Kellie L.

Bonus poem…in Japanese!

トイレ中
魚のように
住みたいか

Toire naka
Sakana no you ni
Sumitai ka?

Thinking in Color

Last night I was jokingly bemoaning the fact that I never got to hold the title of “tallest guy in Theatre Rice”. (My first two semesters that position was held by Jacek, and my last two by Jon Gu.) It was too bad that I’d have to be “the white guy” instead.

My mom pointed out that both of those were pretty arbitrary things to be striving for or avoiding, but I insisted that it’d still be better to be “the tall guy” than “the white guy”. My mom then pointed out that I was being silly. “If someone was…