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Category Archives: paranoia
Silda Wall Spitzer
Wan, pale, red-eyed, she’s
the poster wife of Wynette’s
song, “Stand By Your Man.”
Saving grace
While I throw pennies
into a coin jar, Bear Stearns
gets a big bailout.
Fuzzy logic
posted to my Twitter account
I need sleep, but I * need to work but I need sleep * to work can’t think straight.
Last minute
posted to my Twitter account
Project due and I * like the late adopter I * am, haven’t finished.
Duct cleaning
Heating system dust –
particles of previous
occupants’ lives, selves.
Lost cell phone
Left in Manhattan
cab. Friends’ numbers, pix of my
kids in strangers’ hands.
Empire State Building – at the base
Like a hick I tilt my
head to see the top and
ponder tossed pennies.
Double entendre overheard at LaGuardia
“We’re domestic,” a
blonde woman tells her daughter
in line at the gate.
I’ve lied to you
A haiku a day?
Not quite. Some days the tap runs,
some days it’s bone dry.
a haiku a day 