Saturday, 6 May 2023

Dustballs

 

countless year-long days past since she went

every memory of her flared from under the bed

in a lock of hair balled up in dust

 

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Haiku #4

  Her gaze, her pace, honest, set As her soul, trudging the komorebi path Ablaze and cold as the day