haiku

November 13, 2025 § Leave a comment

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still enough

to hear

the crow’s wing

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haiku

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the cat’s white

feet through

the corrugated plastic

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haiku

November 12, 2025 § Leave a comment

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pushing grains of salt

up from the gap in

the table an ant

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haiku

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she says

you reek of

superstitions

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haiku

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the chips

from the blue plate

have reached the sea

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haiku

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fly on the desk

looks like the one

at home

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haiku

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first signs

you’re a

conifer

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haiku

November 11, 2025 § 2 Comments

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in the shower

I smell like

the soup you made

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haiku

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I waited

thirty years

to use that word

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haiku

November 11, 2025 § Leave a comment

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one of your

eyes likes

me better

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