Five Haikus

Thus, dreams were dance floors
full of the dainty footsteps
of raindrop fairies.

Nyx perched in treetops,
lividly leering through a
cataract-eyed moon.

 
Having a sinkhole
soul, he preached in the church while
the foundation sank.

The Queen’s Word
Like a sharp penknife,
her tone split hearts and quill shafts
to bleed ink and blood.

To Atticus, Sincerely
Instagram models
somehow survive diets of
makeup and canned cheese.

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