Happy Holidays

picture, text, & edit: caitlin bailey

Status: Breaking down.
Location: The kitchen floor.
Cause: Rogue gingerbread

Lists

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Things in Atlanta:
Adventure, lights, bars, girls, you.
Things left behind: me.

Paperman

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comfortably bundled
in cheap pleather and jersey.
A nice gesture.

Ladies love a Jackalope

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Cigarettes are bad
Jackalope doesn't care 'cause
he looks fucking cool.

Happily ever afters exist in your mind

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countless evenings spent
creating scenarios
where you change your mind

I guess it's okay

picture: emilia lee
text & edit: caitlin bailey

You're bitter now, like
the salt and vinegar chips
we shared on Thursdays

I wasn't expecting to see you

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The whole world just stopped
I heard my heart popping, cracking
like broken plastic

"How am I supposed to make a girl fall in love with me if I'm not Iron Man?"

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I'd hold her in my

arms and we'd fly away, but

I'm not Iron Man.

Flying Ace

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Found love, adventure
But we knew it was only
a carnival ride

Autobots pog and a plastic gold coin

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I collect tickets
photographs, all evidence
of time I've wasted

Emotions Toggle

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searched my entire
body to find the off switch
you held the remote

You jump, I jump, Jack

picture: melody poland
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Our foreheads and
noses touched. For a second, we
were just there, breathing

Blue crabs and family

picture: joe droter
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78, knew
exactly what true love was...
Salt and Vinegar

We haven't spoken in over a month

picture: simone graff
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a six page letter
existing in cyberspace
1 unread message

Silence speaks

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text: nate shay

I found your name, it
whispered silence to me, from
empty vocal chords.

Masquerade

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text: nate shay

we spent so much time
pretending to be others
it's nice to meet you

While we were watching TV...

picture: joe droter
text & edit: caitlin bailey

imagined teaching
you to dance. Spun in your arms,
dizzy and love drunk

Sweet Party, Brah!

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the stillness of bodies
chaos filled moments echoing:
please can't you hear me?

What Were We Thinking?

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flirtation wrapped
came all our loneliness
truth for mere seconds

We Drown Silently

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your attitude and
my steel-forged grudge an anchor
to sink this friendship

Have You Read It?

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my bare-stripped heart
a fictional character
pulsing with our truth.

Heroes

picture: sam green
text & edit: caitlin bailey

Sometimes even the
girl with the hero complex
will need a hero

Pass the syrup

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Smell something burning
It's either your pancakes or
our hearts on fire.

And slammed the door

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I said "no," so you
pushed me into the drywall
which was rather rude

Peanut

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he was the best dog
he loved this ikea bag
and he loved me too.

Take my hand and run

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I'd be happy to
make everything better, to
kiss away the world

We've already wasted 2

picture: linda bailey
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tell me now because
we only have 50 weeks left
so make them count

Quite literally

picture: joey droter
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i fell for you. fast...
"you have a foot contusion"
i mean... down some stairs...

This could be something, but...

picture: joe droter
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I'm the only one
who's excited about us,
so, it's not worth it.

High school graduation

picture: brunswick high school, md
text: michael "squirrel" garofalo
edit: caitlin bailey

Sometimes work really sucks
but you have to deal with it
you must graduate

A dying breed of pop culture

picture: victoria ambrose
text & edit: caitlin bailey

I don't normally
get this nervous, but you are
pretty fucking cool

Find something that makes you smile...

picture: joey droter
text: bailey drumm
edit: caitlin bailey

the saddest things are
that which makes you most happy
that others can't have

This feels inappropriate

picture: emilia lee
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my lips are itching
to tell you everything but
I hardly know you

Then you kissed me

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the music stopped and
we suddenly realized how
close we'd been dancing

Signs from the universe

picture: emilia lee
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It's lights and that couch
And the way that my necklace
Broke off in your hands

"You can stay... if you want"

picture: kenne toula
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didn't want to leave
your arms that night. you should have
asked, I would have stayed...

Nowhere near the sea

picture: jenn droter
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perfect in my head.
it's you, the ocean, and me.
us, anchored at sea

But you said we're just friends

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A bar parking lot.
"I'm going to kiss you now."
...you're going to...what?

Easier

picture: rashmi singh
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Maybe you think it's
easier to forget than
it is to miss me.

But you didn't mean it

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"I meant what I said,"
I said. You said "I did too,"
and fixed my guitar.

Sunset

Picture, text, & edit: Simone Graff

Scared, in a new place
Will this ever feel like home?
The view is helping.

It was six pages

picture: victory budd
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Wrote you a letter
But the silence that followed
spoke louder than words

It's not like that

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We're friends, but I like
Sharing a bed with you too.
So, what does that mean?

Goodbyes are hard

picture: joey droter
text & edit: caitlin bailey

Standing in a hug
that almost broke my nose in
the mall corridor

Love letters

Dear my little THP family,

It's been a long time. I'm sorry; we're sorry. The THP creators don't live together anymore, so it's hard to find motivation to write and edit haikus when we're not sitting next to each other on a big brown couch that sort of eats you when you sit in it. I've moved to the dirty south since, and my couch now is this terrible black pleather and it's sort of hard and you always have some kind of bar or spring poking your butt--not the best creative outlet.

Anyway, work isn't terribly stimulating this week, so I decided it was time to let the haiku project make a resurgence. That's not to imply that I'll be updating this every week--I don't know what I want this project to be, if anything, but I do really like that it's always sort of there living on the internet and I can come back to it whenever I want to.

I do check the email projecthaiku@yahoo.com frequently enough, that if you were to send us something... it would get posted eventually--so there's that.

Know that we haven't forgotten you and we still love you, we're just in sort of a kooky life place--it's called the real world and I'm not too fond of it. Rob Thomas never was either... so we have that in common.

Until next time, above are a few haikus to tide you over. Send us your pictures, art, haikus, or anything else you just generally feel is worth sharing and we will be sure to post it.

All our love,
THP