I must be up in
five hours. It’s like walking a
tightrope…or knife edge.
Can’t sleep 8
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Category Archives: haiku
Trick or treat 3
Argued over what
candy to buy. She wanted
KitKats. Blow Pops won.
Porcelain serenity
Only quiet time
to read tea ceremony
book is in bathroom.
Cozy
The new furnace kicks
on, and I rise to the warmth
like yeast bread baking.
Haiku journal
My small gift to my
self – a few words at the end
of a busy day.
Dead tired
Every night I
play Russian Roulette with sleep
instead of bullets.
Boob tube
I lock the TV
behind the armoire doors so
I can get work done.
Deadline
Some days it feels like
all I do is sit on this
couch and write for hours.
J’s collapse
Home sick, she lies in
bed, stomach queasy, still in
her day-before clothes.
Trick or treat 2
Halloween spirit
eludes me, like the ghost of
someone I once loved.
a haiku a day 