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new post on substack! these are haikus about my time in Virginia~ i went there to celebrate Christmas with my long-distance girlfriend ❤
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eight moon, fifth day, 2025 Liz and i were able to find two dried ghasts in the soul sand valley in Minecraft last night. we brought them to the overworld and rehydrated them in the pond beneath our moon house. we wated for them to grow and when they did, we rode them up into the sky. hot air balloon we gaze at the cotton candy sunset we named the happy ghasts Oswald and Penguin after the cartoon series Oswald. though the actual name of the penguin in that series is Henry. we only found out after we nametagged them.
hot air balloon
we gaze at the cotton candy
sunset
#haiku
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frosty brook
pouring the last ounces
of hot chocolate
eight moon, third day, 2025 on my way home coming from the bridge. amid swarm of cicada killer wasps cicada husk what a terrible fate it is to spend years of your life underground just to emerge into a land full of predators. it makes me feel so bad for them. it's just a husk though so i don't really know what happened to the actual cicada. and the killer wasps! they're actually gentle giants. i used to be terrified of them until i found out they are harmless. now i can walk through a swarm of them without any worries.
amid swarm
of cicada killer wasps
cicada husk
#haiku
eight moon, third day, 2025 reading the book i borrowed from the library yesterday. reading under a bridge the mosquito finally gave up i also went here because i wanted to see my name and Liz's name that we both spray painted a couple weeks ago. it just makes me happy every time i see our graffiti.
reading under a bridge
the mosquito
finally gave up
#haiku
eight moon, second day, 2025 i was trying to decide what to buy in the market. i just wanted to go home with something. farmer's market eyeing the last dutch apple pie i just love pies. specially the crumble pies. they're so good with coffee. that last one was calling for me so i decided to buy it.
farmer’s market
eyeing the last
dutch apple pie
#haiku
eight moon, second day, 2025 after getting a library card and a book, my uncle and i went outside to check out the weekly farmer's market. farmer's market how big! those cherries are!
farmer’s market
how big!
those cherries are!
#haiku
"art of tanka" issue 5 by Pamela Babusci has landed on my doorstep, and look, there's one of my tanka inside!!
Forgive me
that I possess only
the heart of a child,
turned towards shadow play,
unblinded by the light.
—Makoto
#tanka #artoftanka #poem #published
eight moon, second day, 2025 my uncle and i decided to go to the library after i cut his hair. i've been wanting to get a library card for a while now so we drove there this morning to get one. library the receptionist hands me a flower pen i love the library so much. i decided this is where i am going to revise my script in the next couple of months. it's just so quiet and peaceful and i love the smell of books. it got me so inspired. i went to search for haiku books in the catalog and i found some! i decided to borrow one for now and it's called "A Beginner's Guide to Japanese Haiku" by William Scott Wilson. also, i found a writer's club in the brochure and it happens to be on my next weekend off! how amazing is that? i am so excited and also quite nervous. but mostly excited!
library
the receptionist hands me
a flower pen
#haiku
seventh moon, thirty-first day, 2025 on our hillside deck after taming six parrots and two rusty wolves in Minecraft. jukebox parrots of all colors dancing the night away Liz loved the dancing parrots. she played several discs with her jukebox and we watched the parrots bob their heads up and down all night long. they're just so cute! we named four of them. i named one of the blue ones "Blue," the red one "Red", then Liz named the white parrot "Nigel," and the cyan one "Wilbur."
jukebox
parrots of all colors
dancing the night away
#haiku
midsummer noon
pond ripples to the sound
of cicada
#haiku
i am grateful to have everyone in this journey as well 😌 i hope you all have a wonderful thanksgiving :D
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seventh moon, thirtieth day, 2025 near the entrance of Aldi, an old lady from the other side of the street called me and asked if i want her shopping cart. i didn't need one but i offered to bring her cart back to the return station. cart corral giving the old lady her quarter back
cart corral
giving the old lady
her quarter back
#haiku
seventh moon, twenty-ninth day, 2025 while browsing cards for Liz at The Paper Store, two ladies right beside me were catching up to one another. one of the stories i overheard from them was a very sad and heartbreaking one. aisle of greeting cards she offers her condolences for a little girl
aisle of greeting cards
she offers her condolences
for a little girl
#haiku #poem #journal
seventh moon, twenty-eight day, 2025 while taking a breather under a black locust tree. anxious squirrel quite unsure where to hide her peanut she would keep digging slowly, stop, and then awkwardly move to another spot to do the same thing again. it was funny.
anxious squirrel
quite unsure where to hide
her peanut
#haiku #poem #journal
seventh moon, twenty-seventh day, 2025 in my room before i went to bed. orange night lamp admiring the trinket box she made for me i love it so much. it's a very special box. Liz drew paper lanterns on it using black, silver, and gold markers. it reminded me of the time when we sat in a boat under hundreds of sky lanterns in Minecraft back in march. that night was just magical. and now i have this lovely lovely box that will remind me of that beautiful moment forever.
orange night lamp
admiring the trinket box
she made for me
#haiku #poem #journal
seventh moon, twenty-seventh day, 2025 on our way outside the nursing home after clocking out. lady on a wheel chair longing by the glass door
lady on a wheel chair
longing
by the glass door
#haiku #poem #journal
seventh moon, twenty-fifth day, 2025 leaning on a rail next to a pond outside the nursing home. koi fish spits a bubble between lily pads
koi fish
spits a bubble
between lily pads
#haiku #poem #journal
seventh moon, twenty-fourth day, 2025 in Minecraft, Liz and i decided to go back to our house after getting some stuff from our hometown ten thousand blocks away. there, we spent the rest of the night listening to her discs on the deck she built a couple days ago. hillside deck her music box tinkles with the stars
hillside deck
her music box tinkles
with the stars
#haiku #poem #journal
summer stream
those are the ducks
she named that day
#haiku #poem #journal
the silver tassels arrived and I tried it on this sample bookmark. really loving it! can’t wait for the final versions 😖
the silver tassels arrived and I tried it on this sample bookmark. really loving it! can’t wait for the final versions 😖
#haiku #bookmark
(the bird in the pic might be a finch 🤔 i just wanted to use it) seventh moon, twenty-third day, 2025 during my walk towards the grocery store, i stopped on this one path where i always see one of my feathered friend. with a whistle a sparrow catches a peanut midair
(the bird in the pic might be a finch 🤔 i just wanted to use it)
with a whistle
a sparrow catches a peanut
midair
seventh moon, twenty-second day, 2025 on my way back home coming from my grandparent's apartment. cool summer one two fireflies here and there
cool summer
one two fireflies
here and there
#haiku #poem #journal
seventh moon, twenty-second day, 2025 after eating at a chinese restaurant for dinner, me and my family went to my grandparent's apartment to visit our aunt's dog Barkley. i haven't seen him in a long time. when we opened the front door, he was there wagging his little bulldog tail. our family dog how noticeable now his aging fur
our family dog
how noticeable now
his aging fur
#haiku #poem #journal
seventh moon, twentieth day, 2025 sitting on the ledge over a stream still reminiscing about our time together. summer kiss the subtle taste of her lip balm
summer kiss
the subtle taste
of her lip balm
#haiku #poem #journal
speaking of fears, i want to share a writing exercise i did for the writers’ circle two weeks ago. we were asked to think about what our fear is and then try to personify it. we only had fifteen minutes but these are the ones that came into mind that day.
#fears #purpose #purposedrivenlife
seventh moon, twentieth day, 2025 still sitting on the ledge, eating dried fruits. river's edge squirrel on a root reaches for water i used my binoculars to see the squirrel more clearly.
river’s edge
squirrel on a root
reaches for water
#haiku #journal #storytelling
gazing downstream
her presence
still lingers
#haiku #journal #storytelling
