Tagged: haiku
some moments carry
some moments carry
summer the way afternoons
carry light, briefly
.
20170625:2243
y
i don’t know how to
i don’t know how to
be a proper human, i make
little notes on how
to conduct myself, scratch out
wins, circle losses with a
bruised marker, i catch
myself staring at myself,
there’s no turning back
.
20170623:1338
y
summer catches on
summer catches on
the hem of a lost city
the first chance he gets
.
20170621:2213
y
slice me a sliver
slice me a sliver
of joy every blue moon, and
i will make it last
.
20170620:2128
y
in layered time, we
in layered time, we
dreamed of one another, an
unraveling tell
.
20170619:2102
y
one rarely feels
one rarely feels
the blossoming
so much as one
bumps
into its edges
.
20170617:1925
y
