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first a tanka, then a haiku

Commute morning cloak of fog lends a needle-sharp focus demanding we gaze: pale young grape vine leaves reach up crying-newborn’s hands outstretched   Schoolyard Squirrel to dry fur this is good post-dumpster-dive self-care: paws at nape and pull    

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Fez

We’ll take separate cars. I’ll meet you there. We’ll be the only ones on a pre-work morning date. Your brew born of some artisan drip (“We probably need a new laptop”), mine Italianly pressed and milked (“Let’s go to Fez … Continue reading

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