contemporary haiku since 1994
July 13, 2026 § Leave a comment
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three days
since the fox
was mentioned
burn pile
used to be
a fence
you read Bradbury
to the kid
who doesn’t talk
the ants lost
but they still
come anyway
the cat stops
and watches the flies
fly through the doorway
she drives off
wearing her
sexy glasses
July 12, 2026 § Leave a comment
the cat
pries you from
the book
they should have
put the seeds
inside the thorns
cooler winds
blackberries
and roses thrive
pearl
blue
precipitation
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