contemporary haiku since 1994
April 26, 2024 § Leave a comment
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the aroma of
something you baked
and left with
condensation fills
the cracks in the glass
with light
the shriveled peach
blossoms look like
eyebrows
one pink petal
still on the roof
when I get to work
an abrasive man
shows me how
to tame a fly
she says
you’re just
arguing about physics
April 25, 2024 § Leave a comment
April 24, 2024 § Leave a comment
I just realized
what you actually said
twenty years ago
full moon
I’d rather be
in the shadows
we can only see
the planets
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