Once, twice, three times
Imaginaryspeech pulls me down into thedeep, dark, swirling pit
An American haiku
Tonight I’m drowningPulled beneath the surface byThe sins of my soul
Haiku
Crushing Holiday
Season expectations grow.
Exhausted, I give in.
Truth is just a versioneveryone says to convince youabout…
An American Haiku
Words that itch burrow
Deep, deep, deeper into my brain.
“Who wants a broken toy?”
A Haiku
Frown tightly buttoned,
Just like the blouse that she wears.
No smile can get out.
Please, leave me alone
to scrape away that layer which scares you to make it look unreal, don’t stopkeep doing it…