#haiku journal

[artemisial]

[zackesque]

cheap diner, dirty silverware, a flock of moths circles a bare bulb

[me-and-pea-and-pea-and-me]

Haikuing my mood: badass. Honoring my fiercely independent Inner Child today.

[zackesque]

seattle before dawn —

glittering gemstones on a

black velvet night sky

[zackesque]

a fine mist today.

outside, the droplets give me

carbonated skin.

[zackesque]

late-night, trekking home, there’s a thrum in the distance — the city, breathing

[zackesque]

so much of my life spent waiting on the bus i regret none of it

[zackesque]

wildfire smoke blows south, hangs in the air, mingles with that of cigarettes