contemporary haiku since 1994
July 8, 2025 § Leave a comment
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thunderheads
fill the top
of the sky
no, it’s
a cage of
protection
in the shade
of the mural
we catch the details
morning downtown
milk cartons on
the sticky sidewalk
early evening
the chickens have
made it to the peach tree
July 7, 2025 § Leave a comment
they’re fragments
not puzzle
pieces
shaved head
you feel
the flies
in a gust of wind
translucent
green worms
suggest a mountain
range below
ragged sunflower
taller than
most things
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