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Tuesday 30 June 2020

Haiku #350

My stroll home explodes
Fogs of fire rake my eyes dry
This world’s blind, not I

Sunday 28 June 2020

Haiku #349

Stars slept, dripping light
A hammer high shattered night 
Dawn’s gone, lost to sight

Saturday 27 June 2020

Epigram

Something to remember: no matter how hot a day you are suffering through, any situation will get worse if you just add enough bees.

Haiku #348

Sun lights sweat slicked skin
Inner heat competes with fire
Touch ignites desire

Tuesday 2 June 2020

American Civics 101

The last time the United States was a democracy was before the white people showed up.

Monday 1 June 2020

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