Scryptic Magazine 2.2

half moon
we discuss
my deficiencies

 


 

night vigil
her pulse monitor
the only star

 


 

blank wall
memorizing
every crack

 


 

Nothing is Free

“Be Happy” admonishes the bumper sticker in front of me. I try. Hell as my witness, I try.

 

dinner party
unzipping
my pill case

 


 

Echoes

This is the last time I will hear my mother’s violin. Sold off to pay for medical bills, at least the family that has it now will play it.

 

end of the line
no more obligations
to cling to

 


 

yielding*

a slip of the tongue

there was much
i didn’t know

but all bets are off
when it comes
to a honeymoon

 

          crimson lace
          no books
          to help me now

 


 

*this haibun involves using a cherita as the prose

 


 

Scryptic Magazine 2.2

 

 

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