Strands layered, length chopped,
I change, shed years, fears, regrets.
Why’d I wait so long?
On cutting off long hair
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Sufficient
Some days it’s enough:
an absent child’s return, a
dog’s rapt love, a kiss.
Nostalgia
She cried at the film’s
end, remembering how much
she’d once loved the book.
Afterwards
We discuss the soul,
ponder death’s postlude, then choose
the happy ending.
Upon reading the work of a great writer
Breathless, punched in the
gut seeing language evolve,
my own words falter.
Mortality
That first brush with death
shook loose her confident grasp
of all she held dear.
Respects
They hadn’t spoken
in a year, but she came home
to wish him goodbye.
At 22
You’re gone, leaving class
mates to learn that last lesson:
life can be too short.
Mike’s death
Liked by all, no one
knows why he veered off the road
toward eternity.
Two hours of sleep
Eyes red focus shot
totally worthless but I
still need that paycheck.
a haiku a day 