Tanka: A Slow Death

Every passing year, a dragon’s breath smothering the anguished tundra. I wish I took better care of this once pristine body.

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Haiku: Deadwood

Open fire crackles
as the naked wood recedes
it’s mortifying

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Tanka: A Foreign Connection

Quiet eve beach stollan apple tree lays ashoresevered roots exposedtwo outsiders wonderinghow we fell so far from home

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