Orrin PreJean

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haiku

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it’s toast

it’s

political

haiku

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the peaches

are gone our

neighbors argue

haiku

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old photo album

I show up

in your life

haiku

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these clouds

so rich and gray

come too early

haiku

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where the cinder block

juts from the blackberries

a cat sits

haiku

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that lead

in your veins comes

from the future

haiku

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on the blue plate

almonds curing

for weeks

haiku

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most of what

we say winds up

in the spider webs

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like Meatyard

without the children

in masks