thin ice
that time when blood flows
into ink
Paper clips LXXII
Filed under haiku, micropoetry, poetry, senryu, writing
Paper clips LXXI
below the light
i accelerate
horizon’s rush
Filed under haiku, micropoetry, poetry, senryu, writing
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