I could have
carried it if
I was still an ant
once whispered
the city dispersed
into luminous filaments
a week away somewhere
then
the miracle of the sponge
(First published in World Haiku 2026.)
Tag: city
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A special Samhain section of Fragment…
it’s certainly not the worst assignment you’ll ever get just wait until they ask you to pluck the legs of another cicada from between their teeth you’ll want to go back to using a toothpick to dislodge the dirt from the fingernails of our fresh corpses and find a way to harness that moisture before the reluctant clouds encircle the city once more as they slowly waft from the mouth of a lost puppet by way of the mouths of several mice who had feasted on the rusted flesh of a half-eaten apple in the dust of a reluctant decision
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still searching for the new sound for so long that the trees we planted in the wild days have made it to the other side of the desert and at night we hear heavy fruit drop sonorous into still water but this is not enough there is still a hair unreachable in the throat in the morning we find the ruins of another city it must have been spectacular with those stones in the sky
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dancing figures in smoke from the city of dry leaves in my chest
other animals 