Left in Manhattan
cab. Friends’ numbers, pix of my
kids in strangers’ hands.
Lost cell phone
Left in Manhattan
cab. Friends’ numbers, pix of my
kids in strangers’ hands.
a haiku a day
keeps obtuseness away
Left in Manhattan
cab. Friends’ numbers, pix of my
kids in strangers’ hands.
a haiku a day 
This is great. Making heart sense of an everyday loss.
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