We eat cereal
on the porch by the sea, while
island music plays.
Reggae breakfast
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Caribbean morning
Intense turquoise, the
water is a wake-up call
to swim, sun, sail, dream.
Dichotomy
She PhotoShops her
self covered with blood spatters
loves puppies, is sweet.
Big death, little death
Sleep gently takes you,
like the lethal injection
you cannot resist.
Being a silly girl
An affectation,
but it’s cute, and she is for
given many sins.
Tomorrow’s flight
I’ll Dramamine my
self into torpidity,
sleep through drink service.
Sleeping on the plane
Like trying to use
your tongue as a lint brush, you
wake up fuzzy-mouthed.
Packing for vacation
separating the
non-essential from the much
needed is painful.
Christmas triage
Not enough time for
cookies, cards, decorating.
Which one do I skip?
Gentlewomen’s lament
God rest ye merry
gentlemen? I don’t see them
lifting a finger!
a haiku a day 