Tag: amwriting

#haiku when i die, i want to return to life a cell on a distant moon

#haiku the truth disappears when the sun sets and the kings drink themselves to sleep

#haiku january sun melting the ice from last night’s ten-hour winter

#haiku a day of mourning for the death of common sense, triumph of the will

#haiku pleated khaki shorts, a bottle of ritalin, and the morning shift

#haiku brighter than the sun, darker than a coal mine, or somewhere in between

#haiku fifty stories high, with a diamond for a heart, swaying in the wind

#haiku windy back alleys; norway rats smashed paper-thin; plastic bag vortex

#haiku sunday afternoon: a cat on the windowsill watches the sparrows

#haiku faces in the walls fresh asbestos for dinner gypsum for dessert