tanka on, tanka on

drunk friday: a tanka

stuff in my room:

newer stuff:

rachael

older stuff / tugboat heart:

maria

Chad's last night in town

Charleston is losing a fine human being this week, and all us poets are losing another fine and dear poet friend. Chad Abushanab, however, is not losing us as he continues onward in his illustrious journey of high class poeting in graduate school at Vanderbilt. Last night he had a lovely party and we wrote a round of Chad going away tankas. Here's my copy: