Haiku for Adulthood: Word secret impossibilities 7


#217

Every star has

a name because of you.

Happy birthday, baby.

_________

#218

You and me, we sit flush

in dark corners, making

love with word secrets.

_________

#219

You are too beautiful —

you make me forget my

life has a motion.

_________

#220

Each day, the same small

spaces, old light. I bruise myself

overcoming.

_________

#221

She writes me poems.

I count syllables, pretend

they’re notches of spine.

_________

#222

I’m searching for you

in the bodies of others —

flesh made sacrosanct.

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7 thoughts on “Haiku for Adulthood: Word secret impossibilities

  • jamie

    aw. this makes me want to be your girlfriend. when we’re roomies will you write me haiku about doing my dishes and feeding boofie?

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  • anna Post author

    You practically are my girlfriend at this point, Jamie. So yes, expect platonic, co-habitating haiku in your future.

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  • Page

    Dear Anna,

    i find your blog fascinating and interesting. It intrigues me! Your sense of humour tickles me. Keep writing!

    Have a good week ahead =)

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  • ShanaRose

    Your Mom…!

    Got it right. Me too, and ditto.

    I REALLY like #220. Looking forward to displaying the book of these on my coffee table some day. When we have a coffee table, and you have the book.

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