Haikus

Smell of nectarines Inhaled into my senses From plastic bottles.

Spider crawls
Up my back screen door:
Ugly thing.

Haikus:
So much said
In so few words.

You do not know me,
But I am the Chosen One
Come to save your world.

Spring 1998

haikus.txt

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