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Haiku Selection

 

 

 

Long-Lost Books

 

long-lost books

on shelves of

friends,

 

long-forgotten

 

 

 

Cloudburst

 

furious windshield wipers

ditto rain

no. worse:

can’t see a thing

dammit

 

Lifespan of a Haiku

 

irresistibly forming

formally finished

this haiku begins

ends

Nose Haiku

 

 picking my nose,

hoping nobody notices

how much I like it.

 

 

 

Broken Toy

 

broken toy I can’t fix

we are poor

my son sobbing can’t sleep