Banshee

Haiku

By Salomé SaffiriPublished 3 months ago • 1 min read

A long night ahead,

Adorned with a mourning cry-

Moon forgets to wake.

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Salomé Saffiri

Writing - is my purpose. I feel elated when my thoughts assume shapes, and turn into Timberwolves, running through the snowbound planes of fresh paper, leaving the black ink of their paw prints behind.

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