An Open Letter to You:

Dear internet, loyal haiku-ers, and those who have just stumbled on this by pure chance,

Hi. We really need to have a talk... and it's gonna be one of those talks that's really awkward, and we'll sit on the couch and you'll hold my hand and be like, "Baby, what's wrong?" And then I'll look at you, and I'll shake my head and look back down at the ground and I'll say quietly, "You know what's wrong." And then you'll say, "Baby, I can explain..." And maybe you can. Maybe you have some really good reason as to why you haven't sent us any haikus in the past two months, but I don't wanna hear it. I try and I try and I don't get anything back. All sorts of pop stars who sing about being empowered tell me that I don't have to put up with you and your fickle ways, but... I really thought we had something... I mean we made beautiful haikus for so many months and now...

I just want a little love, a little attention, a haiku now and then. Is that so much to ask? Haikus are the fuel of this relationship, and the spark... and the combustion engine that keeps our haiku project running.

Please please please send us haikus. We really need them. We need pictures and words to go with them and if you don't want to put them together we will... but we still need your submissions, without them, life is just a little more grey. We miss you. I miss you. Please baby... come back...

Love,
The Haiku Project

Dreams

pictures, text & edit: caitlin bailey

All you can do is
Sit back and watch and pray they'll
end up together

Smoke and Mirrors

picture: caitlin baliey
text & edit: emilia lee

You divorce yourself
screen by screen push the world back
but plastic shields fail...

Orange Crushing...

picture, text & edit: emilia lee

Orange Crush on the floor.
my hear is on my sleeve, it
rises to your lips.

You smell so good...

picture, text & edit: emilia lee

Ocean winds and rocks,
bedsm nights along... together
hold me everywhere.

Times

text: mitchell mudd
picture & edit: emilia lee

Hey sexy lady,
lying there on top of me,
what will you do next?