jornales

for a moment of joy or moments no one pays for, i give myself a ‘jornal’. this makes me rich. try it.

shortened hem/through her eyelet wrap/cross legged

shortened hem a spillover of stargazers

through her eyelet wrap his sins for a year

cross legged

her bare knees attract

a flock of gulls

 

otata wordpress.com June 2016

 

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June 7, 2016 Posted by | haiku, poetry, Uncategorized | , , , , , | Leave a comment