Poor, beautiful legs! Mosquito's three square meals. Canuck blood too sweet. I am seriously starting to wonder if my blood is laced with the mosquito version of crack cocaine. I have been bitten an unseemly number of times. It takes me back to my time in South Korea. One year, I tried to hike up … Continue reading Self Haiku #5
Shirtless man jogs past With 'Cap America' build Eyes forward, creeper It's getting warmer, folks. I still see joggers by the river who are inexplicably fully and warmly dressed (how in the hell are they not roasting?), but other, more sensible members of their cohorts are breaking out the shorts. And doing without shirts entirely … Continue reading Taipei Haiku #37
Self-motivation Is fine, but old lady's shouts Of 'fighting?' Better.