soft white roll
sausage in between
not halal
Haiku
Haiku No. 22
An ode to the joy of running.
feet pound the surface
beads form, glisten and dissolve
adrenaline high
Haiku No. 35
roaring waves
mighty crescendo
on repeat
Haiku No. 34
oh my restless heart
I have found my God-sized dream
can’t do it alone
duhhh?
Haiku No. 33
clinched at waist – pink dress
rhythmic click – heels in gold
calling – not career
Haiku No. 32
fluttering eyelids
birds sing and windows glisten
in spite of Monday
Haiku No. 31
meal for one
at table for two
open book
