drawn to
the smell of the dark night
I go out
and lie down naked...
inch by inch enveloped in its scent
as night deepens
I hunger for the blood
of the lonely
disguised as Cupid
I shoot arrows into their hearts
Special February Issue of Sketchbook (Vol., No. 1)
Butterfly Dream: Ice-Fishing Haiku by Hilary Tann
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*English Original*
season’s end
the ice-fishing tracks
fill with water
*Upstate Dim Sum,* Spring 2022
Hilary Tann
*Chinese Translation (Traditional)*
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