The front door opened
three times with no one there but
the night was windy.
Seance in the House of the Suffragist 2
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Seance in the House of the Suffragist
The spiritualist
had us believing until
his ‘Wicked’ comment.
Levenger
Fine fountain pens, ink,
leather folders make work seem
like gracious living.
You’re distant but near.
I live through your moods, friends, pix
vicariously.
Family fight
After, we’re gentle
with each other, as if we’re
tending open wounds.
Coffee date
Conversational
buzz a backdrop to clinking
spoons stirring white clouds.
Doing the laundry
Subterranean
hum of spinning drums cleansing
my dirty stained life.
Missed the bus
Now she has time to
blow dry her hair while I rub
away sleep, then drive.
Almost spring
Snowpack seems solid
but underneath, droplets sing
of melting caverns.
Other daughter’s boyfriend
Bandana over
his sweet smile, ninja to his
anime girlfriend.
a haiku a day 