Scryptic Magazine 2.2

half moon
we discuss
my deficiencies



night vigil
her pulse monitor
the only star



blank wall
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
my pill case




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




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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