South American Gothic

heart full of dark sweet,
haloed with dark bitter (no
cream), skim the white face.

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Inpired by this momentile from tinydancer

Untitled

In the dim darkness
sweet scent of fresh cut pine says,
“Careful – broken glass.”

Mariposa

mariposa, spread
your lashes, lips, your fine tongue
embrace the long line

hollowed with heat, memories,
opening to erasure

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Inspired by this momentile

Crabapple

stems, buds, petals all
blown sideways but still clinging
no sakura these

Late Night Haiku

flute trills, feet tap, drums …
son bounces, singing, “Dreams, dreams”.
my eyes beg to sleep.