Evening sky like an x-ray in blue
Onion domes and four golden crosses
My receipt says Joshua
served my coffee
Pennies in my wallet
A moth on the wrong side
of the glass
Music of machines keeping
things hot and cold
David Gray reduced to
wallpaper over
the clink of change
in a hard plastic drawer
Radio towers crowning a hill,
transmitting
something
to somewhere
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It's haiku time again in creative writing class
Coffee is bitter fuel that brings a sweetness, lifting my spirits. Empty hanging file folders, holding only the hope of less clut...
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How many lenses have we passed through, how many times have we bent in darkness, felt gravity's capricious hand alter our cour...
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Serial monogamy sounds like a crime. A felony, at least. Big shout out to all you lurkers.
1 comment:
So good. Waiting for July 1 and July 4.
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