nomi @nomi@qoto.org

Folded flour and love
Beans, rice, sauteed veggies
Burrito by Mom

#haiku #poetry

If Twitter was a microblogging service, Madison (by order of magnitude) must be a deciblog.

That it sounds like loudness feels like fate

69, or 19 if you're feeling sexagesimal

Muscle rending bone
Head unturned, neck unbowed
A gift from rough sleep

#haiku #poetry

At a job some years ago, I would write a haiku every morning. If I was bored, maybe several. Had a word doc with 100+ haikus in it when I left. And to. this. day. I kick myself for somehow forgetting to put it on a flash drive

The character count of 65k+ is taking up space in my mind. Wondering what I can do with that. It's a weird mix of "way more than you need" and "counting down so you feel it being lost". Wondering if maybe doing some flash fiction would be fun.

Congrats to @MattGertz who will hopefully never be mis-tagged for a certain congressman on this platform

Funny story:

I went to a "drunken philosophy" thing over the weekend. It's a bunch of people with little to no formal training having beers and asking questions, big fun. So I went to a table of people I didn't know and this happened:
Me: "You guys talking philosophy here?"
Table: "Uhhh... Yeah"
Me: "So what did you think about the prompt?"
Table: "What prompt are you talking about?"
Me: "What philosophy are you taking about?"

Turns out, totally randomly, half a local college's philosophy department was just there having drinks!