I squint in sunlight.
These rays on my aging face
etch on my eyes edge.
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– orha writes
I squint in sunlight.
These rays on my aging face
etch on my eyes edge.
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– orha writes
Shattered rainbow bridge
as tempting as a bath mat.
Glass in the kitchen.
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– orha writes
A clutch of lilacs
drops from a barn owl’s talons
as a mouse struggles.
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– orha writes
Covered parking lot.
I walk between the columns
of modern temples.
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– orha writes
Maple glazes mist
just before the deep fryers
click on for breakfast.
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– orha writes
The red playground ball
lost over the schoolyard fence
hangs in the sunset.
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– orha writes
An armored hatchback
with a box on its rooftop.
Traveling tortoise.
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– orha writes
Got put on the spot!
A frog on a lily pad
swept to the rapids.
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– orha writes
Apartment awnings
tickled by summer pollen.
Twitching mustaches.
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– orha writes
There’s incense burning
where the spirits have gathered
deep in the mountains.
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– orha writes