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visiting New Jersey. First night in town he takes me to a house party.
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old man having a stroke...the bus continues to gain speed well into the night.

frequently
laughing with him
at something
from
the past

#tanka

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lying in bed, imprisoned in a darkness that despises me. the clock stares at me with red eyes.
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left the watch unwound. tomorrow i'll find some time to read Marilyn Chin or maybe a verse by Kimiko.
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attending a comedy show
thick dust over the furniture

#tanku

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i've managed to do what i normaly do: stay up all night. it is 5 am and i must be awake for class at 9 am. i really need to get a grip!

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watching old clips of Madalyn Murray O'Hair at this big age of forty-four, I am astounded that i somewhat agree. i still do not own a car...thats ok, i suppose.

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/things that frustrate me/ - the horniness that accumulates without a random joe to relieve it, lukewarm green tea, waiting for a bus or lyft far longer than id like, strikingly hot days, having no money.

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what is the thing that was dismembered? in the 1880's my family moved in and out of the skin of Colonial Louisiana, now an American state.

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[Tea Untouched] a zuihitsu

leaving the black tea untouched. crushed by the memory of dead slaves

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what does it mean to be engaged? on the outskirts of town a seedy hotel where any and everyone goes.

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the framework
exists...
waiting for
my father's death
benefits to come

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his laughter was exquisite. he was self-assured and quite profound. the darkness that he hid expertly was buried in the stomach of his shadow.

leaving social media on mute,
the bran muffins are tasty.

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Random thought: I wonder what a conversation with the god Janus would be like. The pumpkin-scented candle was left burning while I slept.

Being an equitable partner in society...he has a penchant for ignoring facts and things stated in black and white.

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Late Fall mornings when the coldness stands still. Wearing a helmet with a light on it, searching deep inside for the Joy that's supposed to be in there.

My attention these days is elastic, and sometimes it is misplaced (willfully).

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Finding a multitude of uses for an old breadbox. It was the one my granmær debated throwing away, but settled for storing it in the garage.

I miss Creole cooking. I want someone who loves me to make me Koubiyon and a Lasòs Pikan. Fall is here and I cannot wait for the winter.

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Have you ever seen screams climb up walls...tonight everything is quiet as I sit at this computer; doing what?

I suppose Jenny was right when she said: "Suffering operates by its own logic." It is intricate and in-your-face. Grapes are left on the counter, soaking in lukewarmness.

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Counting down the days until my forty-fifty birthday arrives. A bit of dull white pain behind my eyes.

Thinking of the tricks that Megyn Kelly has turned to gain capital and power. She's just a false binary and an even more false human.

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chilly morning air
bracing after summer heat
nature rejoices

I breathe it in with greedy gulps and sigh in pleasure.

#DailyHaikuPrompt chilly #Zuihitsu #Micropoetry

For October I'm going to be doing #fantasyku based on Halloween. They probably will not line up with the daily prompt.

rainy night sky cries
for natural world's trauma
I pray for healing

I am thinking about climate change as I watch hurricanes hit Mexico.

#DailyHaikuPrompt night #Zuihitsu #Micropoetry

dragonfly in flight
dipping, speeding over pool
beauty in motion

I stand, entranced, by the choreography of a simple task and learn that I, too, could dance through life if I chose.

#DailyHaikuPrompt dragonfly #Zuihitsu #Micropoetry

6. dragging the rest of my grieves in a brown box behind me, i climb into a bed not fit for resting...

7. opening/ closing doors, the neighbor's above us arguing again.

8. graffitti
on the storewalls
these shoes old

#senryu

9. in a lonely rain, hopscotchin' ova ground cracks.

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sunbeams sneak through blinds
the outside calling to me
cool weather beckons

The dog dances, begging a walk, and I happily comply.

#DailyHaikuPrompt sunbeam #Zuihitsu #Micropoetry

3. i should put aside the hangups that have come to define this life.

4. approaching forty-five in October, what is this morbid fascination that I have with death...with transition. since moman's death, death has become that much real.

5. the chocolates have a bitter taste.

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