I've the right
to swing my fist, but this freedom
stops at the tip
of my love rival's nose ...
I shout before the mirror
FYI: For more, see my "To the Lighthouse" post, Character/Persona Tanka
A Room of My Own: Foggy Thanksgiving Tanka
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*Between Heaven and Hell*, X
Thanksgiving dawns
chilly with patches of fog
red states, blue states
and those in between
alone together, then alone ...
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