contemporary haiku since 1994
October 23, 2026 § Leave a comment
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tomorrow
a six
sided
new policy
nice to
raccoons
why is hearse
part of that
word
new engagements
with our
skin
October 22, 2026 § Leave a comment
inexplicably
in the gravel
pizza crust
the moon says
fuck your
f-stop
the raccoons
sniff through
the edges of the door
the orchids
outlast the rest
you rehearse your speech
our stretch
of the highway
filled with sheriffs
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