haiku

December 18, 2025 § Leave a comment

it’s hard

to scan a bag

of pinecones

haiku

December 17, 2025 § Leave a comment

the slight imprint

of elastic across

your sacrum

haiku

December 17, 2025 § Leave a comment

they call it

tickling

the witch

haiku

December 17, 2025 § Leave a comment

white taffy

fog woven through

the orchard

haiku

December 17, 2025 § Leave a comment

the flashlight

dims as the dog

runs off

haiku

December 17, 2025 § Leave a comment

the temperature

drops turns

everything purple

haiku

December 17, 2025 § Leave a comment

curling ribbons

she discusses

her technique

haiku

December 17, 2025 § Leave a comment

the shirt you

slept in smells

of the ocean

haiku

December 17, 2025 § Leave a comment

Truman Capote

still on the desk

from last year

haiku

December 15, 2025 § Leave a comment

the new

information

a moth

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