This is the final post of the Haikus In Salt Project, I left the job back in August so there can be no more. This post will give some reflection
Category: Haikus in Salt
HIS – Vogue
This is the final post in the Haikus In Salt series, I’ll be posting an index next week and then moving on to a different series <3 The haiku is
HIS – Chaos
This weeks haiku captures the feeling at the end of a stressful shift where everything seemed to be going awry. It’s also a subtle fuck you to my boss who
HIS – Grumpy
This weeks haiku was written when I was working a close followed by a morning shift. People who’ve worked in hospitality before will know how miserable this can be, so
HIS – Banter
This week’s haiku was a continuation of a friendly disagreement about the relative values of music and poetry.
HIS – Turned Away
This weeks haiku is a celebration of that most precious experience in customer service, getting to turn away customers.
HIS – Exhausted
This week I’m sharing poems from the first and last shift in a run of three nights. Closes are physically tiring, there’s a lot of moving crates of equipment and
HIS – Arms
This weeks haiku was witten in response to a prompt by one of my coworkers “write about what it would be like to wake up with an extra limb” xD
HIS – Death
CW: Death This weeks post was inspired by one of my colleagues. Sometimes when I was struggling for inspiration I asked for suggestions about what I should write my
HIS – Gender
This week’s haiku captures my feelings around a hairstyle I got a little while ago.