Category: poetry

‘we’re not doing that’ + wedding traditions and their origins — in haiku

  We knew pretty early on in the planning phase that our wedding was not going to be “traditional.” From the time of our festivities (morning) to our vacillating between whether we’re actually having a ceremony or just a reception (we’ve more or less landed on the former), we don’t really fit the mold for

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thoughts from a train: outside your bubble

the vulnerability of not being protected by your car, from new people and happenings of the day. there’s a trusting action of putting your arrival into the hands of another. sharing a seat. interactions with strangers. burying yourself in a book. it’s easy to live in your bubble and not look around and out. it’s

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