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September 17, 2025 § Leave a comment

the antique store

just says

ant

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September 16, 2025 § Leave a comment

the hens

protected by

minstrels

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September 16, 2025 § Leave a comment

“Wacky Packages

turned me into

a Situationist”

haiku

September 16, 2025 § Leave a comment

the vine sends

leaves to where

you often put your face

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September 16, 2025 § Leave a comment

willow starts

showing her rusty

farm tools

haiku

September 16, 2025 § Leave a comment

our thirty

minutes today

we talk about wounds

haiku

September 16, 2025 § Leave a comment

resting on a car

the flower you found

on the ground

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September 16, 2025 § Leave a comment

a layer of mist

skims along

the fog

haiku

September 15, 2025 § Leave a comment

I don’t tell you

you have cat hair

on your back

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September 15, 2025 § Leave a comment

just like that

the apples

are gone

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