Cotton candy skies
are evidence that nothing
stays blue forever
About the Creator
Alexandra Sedlak
Indie Rock Artist l Actor l Filmmaker l Witch
Nashville, TN
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The Devil's Cut
“Comrade, finally you’re awake.” The voice was smooth, sensual. A flickering incandescent bar was all that lit the white, sterile room. All Vladimir remembered was everything going black. He tried to move his arms and found them strapped to the gurney.
By Matthew J. Fromm6 days ago in Fiction
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I enjoyed this. The blog I write for I wrote once about the time my dolphin died in my arms on Christmas Day. This haiku reminded me of that day. That’s really a difficult day, but I got to be very close to a person. He just looked different.
This is a great haiku!