plum blossoms . . .
I shake off all thoughts
of returning home
Acorn, #28, Spring 2012
Editor's Choice Haiku
A Room of My Own: All-Night Laundromat Gembun
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Distant blue flashes ripple on wet asphalt—a low echo.
half-asleep, alone
yet not alone enough
all-night laundromat
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